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she said, chin jutting out defiantly. "I've seen ones like it at the flea market maybe twenty bucks, tops." Twenty dollars. Grayson nearly laughed out of sheer disbelief, except his face hurt too much to risk it. "That is an eighteenth-century hand-painted rotating vase worth over a hundred million dollars, and you're telling me it's worth twenty. Unbelievable." And it happened to be the crown jewel of his entire collection. Isla's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull at the number. A hundred MILLION. For a VASE.

The main thing was that the Qi it gave off was powerful, making it look like they were glowing. “What beautiful stones.” Betty could help herself from exclaiming when she saw the jade. “This case alone houses the best jade in the state and is valued at six point five million,” Denis said proudly. “Thank you for bringing it to me at such short notice, and thank your father for me,” Blake said as he closed the case. It brings Betty’s eyes back to reality when the case is closed. “Then I will be on my way, have a good night,” Denis said as he walked away but stopped and looked back. “Oh, boss Dynasty’s looking forward to working with you again.” Then continued out of the lobby.

He remained beside me, calm and collected, as though he was not auctioning off a human being like he hadn’t allowed his men to disgrace me before putting me onto this platform. "This one," Vincent declared, his tone smooth and steady. "A rare gem. Once the cherished wife of Damian Blackwood." A murmur spread through the crowd. Some men leaned in, curiosity shown on their faces. Others smirked, casually sipping their drinks, waiting for a more enticing offer from him. Vincent grinned. "She’s been… well-conditioned. But," he turned to me, holding my chin with his fingers, "she’s got fire in her. Unbroken. That makes her invaluable." I jerked my face away, glaring at him. "Burn in hell."

"BREAKING NEWS! January 3, 2025: A £5,000,000 ($6,100,000 USD) 20-carat black diamond, The KSI Eclipse, was stolen from KSI Headquarters in London. Authorities are searching for possible suspects and urge witnesses to contact them with information." Stan grinned while listening to the news on the large TV in the living room. “Center of attention, aren’t we? You’re all over the news.” He beamed at the guy holding a pistol in his right hand and a rug in his left, cleaning it spotless.

There was a gem inside, a gem that seemed to be breathing slow, hypnotic pulses of color shifting beneath the crystal, midnight blue bleeding into violent violet, silver sparks flickering like trapped starlight. It wasn’t just beautiful. It was impossible. The kind of impossible that made auctions stop breathing last year when the hammer fell. I remembered the headlines, whispers on dark web forums, hushed conversations at elite dinners, “The Obsidian Veil” had vanished into private hands for a number so obscene no one dared print it. This thing in my hand was priceless. One-of-a-kind. And Dax Blackthorne, the man my mind had painted as a merciless killer, a monster who buried bodies without

Now, there were a total of four pieces of emerald jadeite, and one of them was even the size of a human head. Just that piece of emerald jadeite as huge as a human head could go for more than a billion if it was sold! However, Alex’s favorite was not this piece. It was a piece of black emerald. In everyone's eyes, this black emerald should be the least valuable among all the emeralds that had been cut open. On the contrary, this was the most valuable gemstone that couldn’t even be bought in the market, even if one wanted to. It wasn’t called an emerald. To be more precise, it was called the Black Spirit Crystal.

But I've arrived just in time to stand up for this young man here, right? Some of the guests nodded, while others remained skeptical, and one of them was my family. "Well, let me tell you everyone...'' Mr. Wilsdorf continued. "This brown stone is commonly referred to as a champagne or whiskey diamond. This variety is regarded as one of the most valuable gemstones, with its natural formation contributing to its rarity and worth." He enthusiastically lifted the stone towards the light, eliciting gasps from the audience as it immediately shimmered and sparkled, showcasing a breathtaking cognac hue. "This is valued at one hundred thousand dollars per gram."

Avery, who always claimed the Ancient Moon Pack was impoverished, had gifted something so extravagant—it must have drained the pack's annual budget. The most astonishing was the Crimson Flame Pack's gift list. "One kilogram of Tasmanian black pearls, three Colombian emerald display pieces, a Stradivarius violin replica, eighteen carats of pigeon's blood rubies, eighteen carats of blue sapphires, and ten sets of Frette custom bedding..." As onlookers used G****e to estimate the jewelry's value, the entire street erupted upon discovering the Crimson Flame Pack's gifts totaled over ten million dollars.

“Next is the infinity diamond also known as my love Intent which was designed in 1954 by the renowned craftsman Henry Walkman and it has recently been found” The diamond looks simple yet so beautiful. My eyes remain on it as she announces the bidding price to be ten million dollars” People start to raise their placards, calling vigorous amounts of money but Dominic remains seated, his expression not giving away anything. “Hundred million dollars” someone beside me says and I abruptly turn my head to see Dominic’s placard raised, all eyes turn to us. What? A hundred million dollars? The last person bid fifty million dollars. How could he? Is the diamond that expensive?

My mind raced. The black diamond watch on Noah's wrist appeared to be a custom-made piece, worth roughly a million dollars? Would he sacrifice this priceless timepiece for my safety? And if he did, would he hold me accountable for its loss?