Chapter 186
Chapter 186:
It wasn’t much, but since it was basically a freebie that came with a bigger deal, he could afford to be generous.
Yelena didn’t hesitate. “Deal.” She handed over the money without a second thought.
Roger chuckled and shook his head. “Are you sure about this? Don’t say I didn’t give you a fair chance when you lose p>
Yelena shot him a frosty look, her patience clearly wearing thin. “Enough talk. Let’s get this over with p>
Roger’s face darkened, a scowl spreading across his features.
Damn this girl. He was more determined than ever to make her regret her choice and humiliate her in front of everyone.
“Just wait and see,” he thought, his mind already imagining Yelena’s defeat.
The crowd exchanged glances, murmuring among themselves as they watched Yelena pay. Sympathy mixed with disbelief in their eyes. What in the world was she thinking?
Why would anyone choose such a worthless stone?
The crowd had already written off Yelena’s small stone. To them, it was as plain as day—this young woman had no clue what she was doing. Clearly, she was chasing a bargain without understanding the stakes.
The difference between these raw gemstones was like night and day, and Yelena seemed utterly out of her depth. Betting on her find felt like a sure ticket to public humiliation.
She might as well start practicing her apology now. For a fleeting moment, the crowd spared Yelena a sliver of sympathy.
They were sticking around for the drama. The outcome seemed as predictable as a summer storm, yet they couldn’t resist watching the spectacle unfold.
Roger, meanwhile, couldn’t hide his disdain. His dark eyes burned holes into Yelena’s back, and his smirk oozed mockery. It was as if he could already see her defeat etched in stone.
𝖂𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖋𝗈𝗋
Beside him, Sonya was practically vibrating with glee.
Her usual irritation with Yelena had morphed into a golden opportunity for payback, and there wasn’t a chance she’d let it slip through her fingers.
Roger leaned toward Sonya, his voice dripping with smugness. “Relax. She’s doomed to lose. Once I unveil my emerald, I’ll have a bracelet made just for you p>
“Thank you,” Sonya replied, her cheeks blooming like roses.
Roger’s generosity never failed to leave her glowing with pride. She couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest woman in the world.
The stage was set, and the air buzzed with anticipation—the stone-cutting was about to begin.
The shop owner wheeled out the stone-cutting machine with the flair of someone revealing a treasure chest. The crowd buzzed with anticipation, eager to see if fortune would favor Roger.
“Let’s start with mine,” Roger declared, his confidence rock-solid.
“Of course,” the shop owner replied, carefully placing Roger’s stone on the machine.
With years of experience under his belt, he had an inkling that this particular piece might hold something special.
It was one of his shop’s premium picks, after all.
The shop owner leaned in, inspecting the stone with a practiced eye. The faintest glimmer of green peeked through its rough exterior, whispering promises of hidden treasure.