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A beam of light shone on Yvette. Closing her eyes and ignoring the surrounding noise, she gently lifted her slender, delicate fingers.
Everyone in the auditorium held their breath along with her movements.
In the next moment, her nimble fingers danced on the piano keys. The sharp, high-spirited tune was perfectly fitting and carried an intense passion.
The second half of the melody suddenly became gentle, warm, peaceful, and quiet, stirring the crowd.
Until the last note faded. Yvette was wholly absorbed in it. Her whole being was integrated into the piece. The piano held at truly unique significance for her, after all.
The audience was dumbfounded. If they hadnât seen it themselves, they would never have believed that Yvette had played the piece.
Yvette withdrew her hands, pursed her lips, and lifted her gaze. Stage light reflected in her eyes, and the irritation in her heart had decreased significantly
Zion was utterly surprised by Yvetteâs technique.
She hadnât even opened her eyes throughout the piano play. No one else in Clusia could play piano with their eyes closed. not to mention to play it wonderfully. He thought Yvetteâs piano skills were already beyond his ability to comment on.
I wasnât mistaken. Sheâs truly a genius. Iâve spent two years searching for someone who can secure a spot for Clusia in the international piano competition in a yearâs time. I believe Iâve found that person now, he whispered inwardly.
Zion was confident that Yvetteâs mastery of the piano had reached an extraordinary level. As long as she was willing to compete, she would surely surpass Mysonnaâs consecutive victories in international piano competitions.
Soon, everyone snapped out of the music. Their eyes were filled with excitement. Countless applause resounded, each time louder than before.
The audience burst into cheers. Someone started chanting Yvetteâs name, and soon, everyone joined in. âYvette! Yvette!â The chanting was so loud that it nearly shook the roof.
Andrew, who was in the audience, took a bite of his half-eaten chips and thought his worries were unnecessary. He glanced at the carefree Bonnie and mocked himself inwardly. Fine. It turns out Iâm the worrywart here.
He wondered what else Yvette could do and thought he might need to reassess the education in the countryside and see which village had produced a genius like Yvette.
Zachary watched Yvette on stage, feeling proud. Unable to contain his excitement, he deliberately turned to Simon and Jaiden and said, âI canât believe she can play the piano quite well
Simon and Jaiden exchanged glances and shared a knowing smile. They knew Zachary was showing off but didnât blame him. Anyone who had a child who grew up in the countryside for over 20 years and turned out that excellent would probably be even more arrogant than him.
Simon gazed at Yvette, who looked calm at the center of the stage, profoundly admiring her brilliance. Others might not know, but he was aware of Yvetteâs secret identity as Siren and wondered if there was anything she couldnât do.
He couldnât help but look forward to the chess and calligraphy competition the next day, eager to see what miracles Yvette would accomplish next.
The contestants who had mocked Yvette earlier felt a bit regretful now, thinking they shouldnât have underestimated her or
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doubted her before she even performed.
Nellie, who was sitting in the second row, had already dug her nails into her flesh. Next to her, Rebecca was unusually quiet. She only stared at Yvette with an unreadable expression, thinking, âMaybe Grandpa was right. We shouldnât underestimate one like Yvette. I was too carelessâ
Ruby sat motionless in her seat. Her face was as white as a sheet as she locked her gaze on Yvette. Her eyes were filled with malicious intent.
She mused. âHow could Yvette be so good at piano? Sheâs only a country bumpkin. Even if she returned to the Chambers family, how could she have learned such a complicated piece in just a few days? Iâve carefully prepared for it, but sheâŚ
To practice the piece, sheâd blistered her fingers and stayed up life. Yet, Yvette had just played it effortlessly. Not only that. Yvette also did it beautifully.
It was the same piece, and Ruby knew she had lost completely this time. However, she didnât want to admit defeat. She forced herself to calm down and thought. There must be a way, I canât lose. Otherwise, how can I continue to be the student council president? I need to stay calmâŚ
Zion waved his hand, and the students in the auditorium gradually quieted down. âMs. Zeller, Iâm afraid I canât give you a score,â he said
The students didnât understand what he meant and began to discuss.
âWhat does Mr. Holmes mean by he canât give a score? Does he have some bias against Yvette?â
I donât think so. Didnât he just invite Yvette to sit with him earlier? Donât talk nonsense.â
âThatâs right. Mr. Holmes did invite Yvette earlier. Letâs see what he has to say?â
Upon hearing some murmurs, Zion felt resigned as he actually hadnât even finished speaking yet. He picked up the microphone and said, âEveryone, what Iâm saying is not that Yvette doesnât deserve a score, but Iâm not qualified to judge Yvette at my levelâ
His words caused an uproar as everyone thought he was already holding Yvette in high regard.
Sawyer quietly lowered his head at the back, lost in thought.
Simon was taken aback. He knew Zion well. Zion wouldnât speak like that unless Yvetteâs piano skills were unmatched. He wondered if Yvetteâs piano skills had reached that level.
The usual students might not know, but Jaiden and the group were well aware of Zionâs status in upper-class society. Zionâs acclaim for Yvette could already place her at the top of the music industry. No one else in Clusia could evaluate her if Zion couldnât
Ruby was so upset that her lips were trembling. She couldnât imagine how she would leave the auditorium later.
Yvette nodded. Her expression was as cold as usual when she replied, âOh⌠Iâm leaving then.â
Zion chuckled. Thinking that Yvette might really leave if he still didnât say something, he cleared his throat and uttered, âMs. Zeller, just a moment, please. Since itâs a competition, there are winners and losers. So, I can only give you a ten, the highest score here. Do you have any problem with it?â
Nellie clenched her teeth, whispering inwardly, âWhat problem can Yvette possibly have? Itâs already a perfect score. She should be content with that
She rubbed her sore back and thought she had wasted her time there just to watch Yvette drawing attention.
Nellie started to doubt the information sheâd found about Yvette who was supposed to have grown up in the countryside
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When everyone was cheering for Yvette, Ruby suddenly spoke. Everyone looked at her, confused as to what else she wanted to talk about at that moment.
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Ruby saw everyoneâs gaze and forced herself to suppress the jealousy and resentment in her heart. She glanced at Yvette, who was on the stage lowering her eyes, and said coldly. âMr. Holmes, I just want to ask, does what you said before still
count?â
The crowd was puzzled, even Zion was a bit taken aback, not understanding why Ruby suddenly asked that. He nodded and said, âRuby, I stand by my words, rest assured.â
Ruby gave a smug smile. That was exactly what she wanted to hear from Zion. âMr. Holmes, I admit that Yvette plays better than I do. I wonât argue. But you once told me that playing the piano isnât just about focusing on technique. Itâs about capturing the true emotions of the piece. Only by doing so can the performance truly move people, right?â she said.
Zion remembered his own words clearly. Ruby was not wrong. He had indeed said that, and not just once. âYes, thatâs what I said, he replied.
Ruby looked at Yvette triumphantly, then raised her voice and said, âWe pianists all know the love story of Bryan Brooks and his wife. This piece, Dream, was a birthday gift he composed for his wife. The piece expresses Mr. Brooksâ love and promise to his wife. But just now, what Yvette played was completely off the mark. Did you hear any lingering love in her performance! No matter how well it was played, if it doesnât capture the composerâs true intent, how can she deserve a perfect score?
The contestants murmured in agreement. Although Yvetteâs performance was excellent, the emotional interpretation was indeed off. The rest of the students in the auditorium, who did not understand music, whispered to those who did, asking if Ruby was right. After receiving confirmation, some started murmuring about how unfair it was that Yvette received a perfect score despite her flaws.
Zion was stunned for a moment. He had to admit that Ruby was right. Yvetteâs interpretation of the piece did not align with the emotional context of the story. Based on her skill level, she surely would not have missed this backstory.
Zion could not figure out what was going on either Yvetteâs playing did not convey the sense of love the story was supposed to evoke, only a kind of mutual respect with a hint of sorrow for a departed soul.
Zion directed his gaze toward Yvette. Only she could answer the question now.
The people in the first two rowsâAndrew, Simon, Zachary, Jaiden, and othersâalso turned their attention to the stage. The entire auditorium wanted to hear how Yvette would respond. They wondered if she truly deserved that perfect score.
Yvette scanned the room and narrowed her eyes slightly, pondering for a moment before she spoke, unusually serious. âItâs
fakeâ
The auditorium erupted into chaos.
âYvette says itâs fake? What does she mean? Is she saying the story behind the piece is fake?â
âHow could that be? I learned piano too, and our teacher told us the e same story. Ruby wasnât wrongâ
âIs she just making things up to defend her perfect score?â
âWho knows?
Ruby sneered, folding her arms across her chest. Zion wouldnât give me a chance, why should Yvette get one? Her face was full of mockery and disdain as she said, âYvette, are you out of your mind? If you want to argue, at least come up with a better reason. Fake? Are you saying Mr. Brooks was lying? And to think you play his music without even knowing the story behind it. How embarrassingâ
She turned to Zion and asked, âMr. Holmes, you donât agree with Yvette, do you?â
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Ruby was like a mad dog, biting at anyone she could. She no longer cared about being polite to Zion, her attitude. completely changed from before.
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Andrew took a step forward, and Ruby instinctively took a step back, visibly intimidated. He said, âYouâŚÂ Ruby, right? You lost. Stop making excuses. If you canât handle defeat, why enter the competition?âÂ
Ruby could not understand why such an outstanding, handsome man always defended Yvette. She gritted her teeth in anger but said nothing, her face still showing signs of defiance as she glared at Zion. She could not provoke Andrew, but she had already gone too far to back out now. She waited, hoping to hear what Zion would say.
Zachary, Simon, and the others remained silent. Since they were not as familiar with piano, they did not feel qualified to weigh in. Ultimately, it was up to Zachary to decide whether Yvelleâs perfect score was justified.
Zachary wanted to speak up for Yvette but held back. He knew that if he spoke, no one would be convinced. All he could do was anxiously wait for Zionâs response.
Everyone exchanged glances, waiting for Zionâs verdict. After a long pause, Zion sighed softly. âYvette, whatâs your thought on Rubyâs question? Why do you say the story is fake?â he asked
As Zionâs words echoed in the room, all eyes turned to the center of the stage. Under the bright lights, Yvette, dressed in all black, exuded a cold arrogance, her sharp gaze making her look fierce. Her entire aura was dark and foreboding, sending chills down peopleâs spines.
Yvette casually put away her phone. A moment ago, during the conversation between Ruby and Andrew, Yvetteâs phone had buzzed, though only the nearby host had noticed.
âWaitâ Yvette said calmly. Zion paused and replied, âAlright.â
Ruby would not give Yvette any chances. She said, âWhat are we waiting for? You owe us an explanation. Over a thousand people are waiting here. Isnât that a bit too much?â
Yvette frowned slightly, giving Ruby a cold glance. That single look sent shivers down Rubyâs spine, and the words she was about to say got stucÂ
in her throat.
Yvette said, âItâs here.â
The next second, a phone rang, playing a unique ringtone. Zion found the melody familiar but could not place it.
Yvette answered the phone, pressing a button, and instantly, the screen displayed a video call with an elderly foreign man, around seventy, wearing reading glasses and a straw hat. His blonde hair had mostly turned white, with a few golden strands still visible. His deepâset eyes hinted at the handsomeness of his youth. Behind him was a field of vibrant roses.
In broken Clusian, the old man said, âYou finally decided to call me, you heartless girl! You have no conscience at all!â
No one in the auditorium knew why Yvette was suddenly on a video call with an elderly man, let alone a foreigner. But Zion could not stay calm.
He would never forget that voice. Five years ago, he had been fortunate enough to meet and converse briefly with that very man. There was no mistake about it. He was sure it was the famous pianist.
Does Yvette know him? Zion wondered. His composure shattered as he stared at Yvetteâs phone, his face full of excitement. At first, no one noticed his strange behavior, but when he spoke tremblingly, everyone became aware of his shock. âYvette, is that person in the videoâŚÂ is it him?â
The entire auditorium was confused when they saw Zion lose his calm. Who is it? Who could make Zion this emotional they wondered.
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Zion was very cautious, afraid of disturbing the person in the video. âIs it Mr. Brooks?â he asked,
The crowd lost its composure. However, an eerie silence followed. No one spoke. All eyes were fixed on Yvetteâs phone, their gazes filled with doubt, shock, and disbelief. They mused, Can anything more absurd happen? An ordinary physics student is on a call with the world-renowned pianist, Bryan: Nobody would believe such a thing.
Bryan, hearing his name called, responded, âYes, itâs me.â His awkward Clusian silenced everyone in the room. It was truly Bryan.
Bryan, who was in Mysonna, had not heard from Yvette in three years. When he saw the familiar number, he quickly putâ down his scissors, ignoring his favorite flowers. His face on the video screen was filled with frustration.
Yvette had been Bryanâs best student, or rather, a natural prodigy. The Ross family had chased her away when she was young, and he had been trying to find her since. Seven years ago, she had reached out to him after learning about his wifeâs illness.
She even mailed him some medicine. After that, his wife recovered, but he could no longer reach Yvette. In these p
past Jew years. Yvette had only contacted him three times, each time to send medicine.
Yvette, though cold, was more loyal than anyone else.
Yvette had no interest in small talk. âFor whom did you compose Dream?â she asked in her usual terse tone.
Below, Zion wiped the sweat from his hands, stunned by Yvetteâs straightforward attitude toward Bryan. He was not alone everyone was collectively shocked.
That was Bryan, a world-class pianist who only appeared in textbooks and had not been seen in public for nearly ten years. Every one of his appearances caused a sensation in the music world, so much so that even the president of Mysonna struggled to invite him.
Jaiden, gripping his cane, had deep calculations in his eyes. He realized he had to reevaluate the value of the Chambers familyâs newly found eldest daughter, knowing Bryan was not a simple connection at all. The Lewis family was nothing compared to him. Yet, Yvette could converse with Bryan on equal terms-not even equal terms. Bryanâs attitude toward Yvette was exceptionally kind.
Jaiden thought of his grandson, Ryan, who was about the same age as Yvette and from the same department. âCould there be potential there?
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Zachary was thoroughly impressed. First, it was a major-general a mayor, and now a world-class pianist. How many. powerful connections did his daughter have? If this continued, his heart might not survive the shock.
Standing silently to the side, Rebecca felt a chill down her spine as she watched Yvette chat with Bryan on stage. First a top hacker, and now a world-renowned pianist. There was no way it was the network of a simple girl from a rural town. Even the people Rebecca had sent to investigate Yvette came back with no results. It was as if Yvette did not exist in the world.
The most frightened person in the room was Ruby, standing rigid in one position from start to finish, unable to move. Her mind had completely collapsed. She thought she had cornered Yvette, but it turned out that Yvette even knew Bryan. At that moment, Ruby realized just how terrifying an existence she had provoked.
Bryanâs voice came through the video, loud and clear. âI told you before, the piece was composed for an old friend I used to Iran piano with Some people wrongly assume it was written for my wife, and when they play it, how should I put this? In Clusian terms, it feels tangled and messy.â
At this point, it did not matter whether Yvette asked the question. Knowing Bryan personally was proof enough. There was no way she could not know the barkstory.
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Zion could not hold back any longer. He took a few large steps onto the stage and excitedly asked Yvette, âCan I speak with Mr. Brooks for a moment?â
Bryan heard this and, thinking it was Yvetteâs friend, did not mind. âSure, what do you want to say?â he asked.
Yvette paused for a moment and then handed the phone to Zion
Zion took the phone with trembling hands. Seeing Bryanâs familiar face, he became even more excited. He said, âMr. Brooks, hello! Iâm Zion, a pianist from Clusia. I once had the honor of meeting you briefly at the international piano competition in Mysonma. 1 benefited greatly from our conversation, and I never expected to see you again in such a way.â
Bryan studied him for a moment, recalling the encounter. He remembered meeting Zion a few years ago when he had impulsively agreed to be a judge at the international piano competition. Zion had represented Clusia and asked him a few questions. Bryan thought the young man was promising, so they chatted a bit. He had heard that Zion had developed quite well since then.
Bryan, kind and unpretentious, smiled warmly. He replied, âI remember you, young man. How do you know this girl? Are you thinking of apprenticing under her as well?â
Zion did not know how to respond to that. He had caught onto Bryanâs use of âas wellâ. Zion wondered, Who else wants to be apprenticed under Yvette? And why did Mr. Brooks think I wanted to? He was at a loss.
If it were the mysterious pianist, Dulcem, who had risen to fame internationally three years ago with an original composition, he might want to be her apprentice. But Yvette was not Dulcem.
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The audience could not hold back any longer. They had just heard Bryan ask if Zion wanted to be Yvetteâs apprentice. That had to be the most absurd joke. How was that possible?â they thought,
Bryan, hearing the commotion from the video, realized there were quite a few people on Yvetteâs side. âWhatâs going on. Yvette? Where are you?â he asked.
Yvette took the phone from Zionâs hand and replied, âItâs nothing Iâm hanging up now
Bryan quickly said, âWhen will you come and visit me?â
Yvetteâs expression softened, and after a momentâs thought, she replied, âMaybe when thereâs a chanceâ
Bryan looked visibly disappointed but knew Yvette did not like to be pressed. He repeatedly said, âDonât put it off too long. Make sure you find time to come by.â He reluctantly ended the call.
Yvette pocketed her phone and glanced at Ruby, whose face was full of despair.
âLetâs go.â Yvette said
Bonnie immediately stood up, walking to Yvetteâs side without hesitation as they left the auditorium together.
Ruby collapsed to the ground. Yvette had not said a word to her, yet it felt worse than if she had been killed The absolute disregard was crushing. From beginning to end, she was nothing more than a clown in Yvetteâs
After the Art Festival, Ruby was personally dismissed as student council president by Simon. From then on, whenever she encountered Yvette, she took a detour, never daring to face her again.
As Yvette left, the students also exited the auditorium in an orderly fashion, still reminiscing about the dayâs events. They had been incredibly fortunate. Not only had they heard a beautiful piano performance, but they had also seen the world- renowned pianist, Bryan. That alone would be something to brag about for the rest of their lives.
Once again. Yvette became the trending topic of Argrol University. The media on the field were the most excited of all. They had not experied an ordinary university Art Festival to not only showcase a rising genius but also feature a surprise appearance by the world-renowned pianist, Bryan.
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They already had their headlines for tomorrow: [Argol Universityâs Physics Genius Emerges: World-Class Pianist Bryan Makes a Special Appearance).
They knew that tomorrowâs trending topics would surely explode
After leaving the auditorium, Yvette saw a message just sent to hier phone. She frowned, her eyes deep with thought.
[Boss, Flying Fish is in trouble. Come to the Golden Triangle immediately.]
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Outside the auditorium. Yvette told Bonnie to leave first and found a quiet corner to call Eagle King.
After two rings, a familiar, urgent voice came through the phone âBoss, how soon can you get here?â
They had a tacit understanding that they didnât need to say anything extra to know what the other meant.
While talking to Eagle King. Yvette checked the latest flights from Seacrity to Thymion. Then, she said, âIâll be in Thymionâs capital in four hours. What happened with Flying Fish?â
Eagle King gritted his teeth, his voice serious and slightly worried. âBoss, Flying Fish has offended the largest underworldâ family in Golden Triangle, the Kerton family. After sending me a message, Flying Fish disappeared. Iâm already in Kransbay. where Flying Fish was last located. Itâs a little complicated. Il explain more when you arrive.â
âOkayâ Yvette hung up the phone and sent Simon a message. Then, she returned to her dorm to grab her bag and took a taxi straight to the airport.
Simon was at a restaurant with Jaiden and Zion. Just as he was about to eat, he received Yvetteâs message.
He was slightly taken aback after reading the message. He then continued to entertain the two as if nothing but he seemed a bit distracted compared to before.
had happened.
Yvente asked for leave! And the duration is uncertain. Sigh. I could protect her if she were under my watch, but now sheâs leaving. How can I keep an eye on her?â Simon thought in worry
At the dining table, Jaiden tried to cozy up to Zion with flattering remarks. Zion, aware of Jaidenâs intentions, was reluctant to engage with businessmen, so he just had some casual conversation without getting too involved.
On the contrary. Sawyer, who came along with Zion, was very enthusiastic toward Jaiden. They were engrossed in lively
conversations.
Simon couldnât help but sigh whenever he thought about Yvette being somewhere unknown. The others noticed, and Zion put down his cutlery, gently asking, âWhatâs wrong?â
Thinking it was nothing major, Simon told them Yvette had taken leave for personal matters.
Hearing that, Sawyer scoffed. âI bet Ms. Zeller is backing out. I heard she has a few more matches in the next two days.â
Zion was displeased with what he heard and glanced at Sawyer, who was gloating. For the first time, he wondered if he had chosen the wrong student. In his view, arrogance was acceptable, but not malice. He had brought Sawyer along to help him step out of his comfort zone and socialize more, but it seemed futile. âForget it. Once weâre back in Betrico, Ill let him find his own way, he thought.
Jaiden didnât react much but just smiled nonchalantly. He remained silent and sipped his coffee, hiding the calculations in his mind.
Simon was briefly stunned. Sawyerâs harsh words reminded him of an issue: how he should manage Yvetteâs upcoming competitions. A moment later, he came up with a solution. âNo choice. Although itâs my first time, I can only pull some strings for her, he thought
That day, the universityâs website announced a rule change: students could no longer register for multiple events to allow more participation. That sparked brief discussions among students, with some pleased by the change as the previous rule was seen as unreasonable.
The competitions went on smoothly over the next few days, but it had nothing to do with Yvette anymore.
At that moment, Yvette was already on the plane to Thymion. A young man, Kevin Garcia, noticed her beauty and felt a
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Just one seat apart, Kevin struck a handsome pose and approached Yvette. âHello, Miss. Are you also going to Thymion? Me too. Are you going for a vacation? Iâm going with my uncle to explore Kransbay.â
Yvette instantly opened her eyes and turned to look at him. He appeared to be around 19, dressed in flashy luxury brands. The only impressive feature was his charming eyes, adding a touch of handsomeness to his face.
âKransbay,â Yvette replied coldly.
Kevin shivered, not expecting such a cold voice from such a pretty lady. He felt a bit intimidated. Despite his earlier flirtatious demeanor, it was his first time doing so.
Yvette glanced at him and immediately realized he was just nervously trying to talk to her. âWhy are you going to Kransbay?â she asked.
Under Yvetteâs gaze, Kevin spilled everything heâd promised his uncle, Martin Garcia, to keep secret. âI⌠Iâm going to Kransbay because thereâs an auction in three days. My uncle runs a jewelry store, and heâs going to stock up.â
Kevin kept his head low, deeply regretting what he had just said. Oh no! Forgive me! If Uncle Martin finds out I told a stranger so much, he surely wonât let me off, he thought.
Yvette closed her eyes, her face expressionless, with a hint of coldness in her delicate features.
Kevin raised his head, sneaking a peek and wondering. Did she fall asleep?
He reassured himself, thinking Yvette might not know what an auction was. He doubted an ordinary person would go such a place, which made him feel more at ease.
Afterward, Kevin lost the desire to talk to Yvette. He preferred women who were pretty and gentle. Although Yvette was beautiful, she was too fierce for his taste.
After a four-hour flight, the plane finally landed in Thymionâs capital. Known for its tropical climate, the place was notoriously hot year-round, with temperatures often over 86 degrees Fahrenheit. Especially since it was in the summer, the heat could be quite aggravating.
As soon as Kevin saw his uncle, he started complaining about Thymionâs weather, saying that the climate back in Clusia was much better, with its distinct seasons.
When Yvette exited the airport, she saw Eagle King standing by the roadside.
Eagle King had not disclosed his whereabouts to anyone on his trip to South East Aploth. Dressed in floral pants, he cut an imposing figure, and the tattoos on his arms attracted the ladies on the roadside, having them frequently turn their heads.
But it was reasonable that the ladies were turning their heads to him. After all, the gender ratio was quite imbalanced in Thymion, and men as tall and handsome as Eagle King were indeed rare.
âBoss, over here⌠Here!â Eagle King instantly noticed Yvette and shouted
In such dreadful weather, the only person who would cover herself head to toe in black would be Yvette. Eagle King was well aware of Yvetteâs sensitivity to the cold.
Upon hearing the sound, Yvette glanced around and walked toward Eagle King with her black bag on her back, not noticing another person dressed in a long white overcoat nearby.
Emmett, dressed in a black suit, stood before a black car and opened the door. Just as Jeremiah was about to get in, he heard someone speaking Clusian. He paused slightly, gazing into the distance, and only saw a thin figure dressed in black.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He found it strangely familiae When he tried to get a clearer look, the car had already
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driven away. Jeremiah mocked himself inwardly, âWeâre just a few days apart, and I miss her this much?
When he got
into the car, Jeremiah took out his phone and hesitated for a while. Finally, he made the call.
However, what he heard was. The number you have dialed is unavailable.â
Her phone is off?â Jeremiah thought, hesitating for a moment before sending a message to Andrew. Shortly after, he received a reply, typed [Yvette just won the plans competition. In keeping an eye on her, so donât worry.]
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Andrew, too engrossed in his game, was unaware that the person he was supposed to watch over was already in Thymion.
After reading the message, Jeremiah felt relieved. Little did he know that he had just missed out on Yvette because of Andrewâs text.
Putting away his phone, Jeremiah frowned deeply, realizing that things were more challenging than he had imagined. It was related to the Kerton family, the largest underworld family in Golden Triangle
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Once Yvette got in the car, she skipped the small talk and immediately asked, âWhatâs going on with Flying Fish?â
Eagle King had dark circles around his eyes, and he looked pretty bad. He sounded tired. âBoss, a few days ago someone placed an order on the Black Gold website targeting a man from Clusia, I donât know if Flying Fish lost her mind or if sheâs gone stupid over that celebs, but she didnât even check the details before taking the job. She only discovered after arriving there that the man she was supposed to kill wasnât just anybody. Heâs a Clusian major generalâ
He continued. âIt wasnât a big deal to go through with it, but Flying Fish found out that it was Caleb who ordered the hit. That major general had destroyed one of his transnational crime organizations. Once she knew, she wanted to call it off.â
âBoss, you know that crazy woman despises human traffickers and would love nothing more than to tear them all to pieces. Why would she take the job when someone else was doing her a Livor by targeting those lowlifes!â Eagle King sighed softly. both affectionate and exasperated with Flying Fish.
He then explained. âI got her text, and thatâs basically what it said. Since I arrived in Kransbay, Iâve been investigating Flying Fishâs last known location. I finally discovered her latest signal in the Kerton familyâs turf down south. She mustâve been caught by accident.â
âThe good news is she didnât reveal she was Flying Fish when she took the job, she used a regular account. Can you imagine what the Kerton family wouldâve done to her if they knew that they had captured the worldâs thirdâranked assassin? Boss, you know a lot of people want Flying Fish dead,â said Eagle King.
Yvetteâs hand paused as she held her phone. A major general from Clusia? Golden Triangle a few days ago? So, the person Flying Fish wanted to kill must be him,â she pondered.
For the first time, Yvette felt a slight headache. She was almost certain that that person was still somewhere in Golden Triangle. What if they ran into him?
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wave of inexplicable nerves rose within herâa feeling she had never encountered before, making her somewhat uneasy.
Yvette glanced at Eagle King. He probably hadnât slept for several days. She gazed downward, took a candy from her pocket, and tossed it over. Eagle King didnât turn his head and caught it with one hand. He ate it without even bothering to unwrap
She didnât say anything when she saw that. The wrapper was edible and even had therapeutic effects, though few people knew that. Eagle King was one of them. âDo you know Calebâs recent whereabouts?â she asked
Eagle King nodded. After days of investigation, heâd finally made some progress. âThat old coward Caleb rarely appears in public. Itâs mainly his eldest son, Bradley, whoâs been representing him. Plus, according to my local contacts, Caleb has about ten martial arts experts heâs hired to protect him day and night
He furrowed his brows. âItâs a bit tricky, but just three hours ago, I received reliable info that Caleb will attend an auction three days from now. The auction will be held at the exhibition hall downtown. Itâs said to be a huge event that attracts gem lovers from all over the world, with strong backing from the Kransbay government. The Kerton family is reportedly the organizer behind the scene
Eagle King wasnât worried about those soâcalled martial arts experts. The real challenge was finding Caleb. Like a clever rabbit with multiple burrows, no one knew where he was. Any rash action would only alert their enemies.
If Flying Fish hadnât been captured, Eagle King would have alreally barged in with heavy weapons and smashed those scum to pieces.
Yvetteâs brows furrowed as she listened. Then, she took out her phone and, after brielly fiddling with it, the black device swiftly transformed into a mini handheld computer. In no time, all of the Kerton familyâs potential hiding spots, including their underground bunkers, were displayed on a map.Â
âGet us two invitations. Flying Fish wonât go down that easily, she has some selfâpreservation. Even if Caleb catches her, he
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canât do anything to her. Flying Fish has the Drunken Beauty I gave her, and unless she allows it, no one can get close to her so quickly.â Yvette casually put away her phone. Her eyes were clear, but the chill emanating from her grew stronger.
Eagle King felt much more relieved when Yvette mentioned that Flying Fish had the Drunken Beauty. He wondered where Yvette had met such an expert in toxins and medicine.
For example, if he hadnât tasted it himself so many times, he wouldnât have believed that the ordinaryâlooking candy she gave him could heal injuries. Moreover, it also regulated internal energy.
It was the kind of âcandyâ no one would believe if you told them about it. The first time Eagle King tried it, he had been skeptical, too. Only afterward did he realize its amazing effects.
Sometimes, when he saw Yvette eat it like a snack, Eagle King couldnât help but feel a twinge of anxiety. Eating one could easily cost millions of dollars. Itâs better to not think about itâŚÂ Only someone like Boss can afford such extravagance. Who knows whoâs backing her? he thought.
âBoss, Iâll drop you off at the hotel so you can rest. Iâll head to my friendâs place. He should have some invitations. Donât worry.â Eagle King was pushing his limits. Despite his strong physique, pulling several allânighters in a row was taking a toll on himâjust like it would anyone else.
Yvette shook her head and looked at Eagle King, who was struggling to stay awake. She said firmly, âLetâs go back to the hotel. Once youâve slept for at least 12 hours, you can leave,â
Eagle King saw Yvetteâs exquisite, cold face in the rearview mirror. He paused, then nodded. âAll right. I get it, Boss.â He
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realized that he was acting a bit irrationally. If he kept that up, they might not rescue Flying Fish, and he would just
being a burden to Yvette.
Yvette was pleased with Eagle Kingâs attitude. If he hadnât listened, she wouldâve had to knock him out.
hat evening. Kevin was helping his uncle with the luggage outside the hotel when he suddenly spotted the girl he had seenâ on the plane earlier that day. He considered going over to say hello but then noticed a tall man walking over, helping her carry a black bag. They entered the hotel together
Kevin patted his chest, relieved he hadnât gone over. That guy wouldâve probably turned him into mincemeat! He counted his lucky stars that he dodged a bullet
Yvette and Eagle King made their way to the presidential suite at the far end of the third floor. Eagle King had booked the room himself. When he wasnât on a mission, he spared no expense on himself and had high standards for accommodation.
However, he had been on the move constantly the past few days, so Eagle King hadnât had a proper nightâs rest there yet.
Meanwhile, in VIP Presidential Suite 301 on the third floor of the hotel, Jeremiah was sitting on the couch in silence. Beside him. Chris was reporting the information heâd gathered.
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âMr. Chavez, we have solid information. Caleb will be attending the upcoming emerald auction with Bradley in three days It has been five years since he last appeared at these events, and since we recently dismantled his human trafficking group, he has suffered significant losses. He has no choice but to attend the emerald auction and try to make a large profit to cover his past losses,â Emmett reported solemnly.
Caleb was a tough opponent. He had been the dominant player in the Golden Triangle for many years. The local government largely ignored his actions and even offered him protection. They worked closely together, using Kransbay as Calebâs headquarters, where most of his influence was centralized. It was very difficult to find evidence to arrest him. Jeremiahâs secret forces had to remain hidden, making it more difficult to rely solely on the visible ones, which worried
Emmett
Jeremiah got up, walked to the window, and looked at the busy traffic below.
The city shone brightly above, but many innocent people were buried underground. It was a place filled with crime, theft, and arson, where danger lurked around every corner.
The light cast a soft shadow across Jeremiahâs face. He turned and instructed, âBe prepared. Calebâs reckless actions against Clusia have consequences. We cannot let troublemakers do as they please. Those who violate our land must be punishedâ The last words were chilling and sent a shiver down the spine.
Emmett nodded. He understood Jeremiah well.
The moment they discovered Caleb was the mastermind behind the international human trafficking, he considered Caleb already sentenced to death.
âMr. Chavez, I will have everything ready for the emerald auction in three days. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll take my leave now,â Emmett said.
Jeremiah waved his hand with a decisive motion.
Emmett bowed and left, reaching the elevator just as Eagle King returned with supper.
As they passed by each other, both slowed down. Emmett was shocked and commented inwardly, âSuch an intense internal
energyâŚ
Eagle King paused for a moment, sensing the presence of an angent combat artist in Emmett.
They both turned their heads at the same time, and their eyes met as they unleashed their internal energy. There was a fierce confrontation in the silence.
Just then, a cleaning lady came out of a room into the hallway and saw them standing still. She was puzzled. âGentlemen, do
need anything?â the cleaning lady asked Eagle King and Emmett in her Uprian accent.
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Eagle King withdrew his energy and nodded to the cleaning lady as he replied, âNothing.â
Then, he turned to Emmett and said, âThereâs no winner or loser this time. Letâs have angther match later.
Emmett replied, âSure.â
Once Eagle King had gone, Emmett took a step back. He had only managed to hang on through sheer determination, Eagle Kingâs internal energy was truly impressive. He would have been in trouble if it had gone on for another three minutes. Emment thought. That expert must be here for the emerald auction. Will he mess up Bossâ plan? He felt uneasy, sensing that the trip to Kransbay at the time would be full of unexpected twists
In the meantime, Yvette was sitting on the couch, reading about Caleb on her phone. In less than ten minutes, she found out everything about Caleb.
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She mused. âHe killed his father as a child and took over Kerton Group at twelve or thirteen? In ten years, he has greatly expanded his influence through drug dealing, human trafficking, running casinos, and supplying weapons to Afria terrorists. Not to mention money laundering with government assistance at the emerald auction? Thatâs shocking. He has committed
all kinds of crimes!
Yvetteâs information was more detailed than the information Emmett had gathered. It included unknown details, such as Calebâs mistress in a mansion north of Kransby and Bradleyâs desire to overthrow him.
As Eagle King entered the room, he noticed Yvette nestled on the couch, completely engrossed in whatever captured her attention. âBoss, itâs time to eat. I thought you might not like the food here, so I bought some dishes from a nearby Clusian restaurant,â said Eagle King.
Eagle King filled the table with food, including risotto, pasta, donuts, pizza, duck confit, mu**ns, and more. When he purchased the food, the restaurant owner inquired about the number of people it was served for. Upon hearing that it was for just two, the owner was surprised. Eagle King recognized Yvetteâs steady appetite. He noticed that when she was well-fed, her mood greatly improved.
Yvette picked up her fork and ate slowly and carefully. Thirty minutes later, every dish on the table had been entirely devoured.
After tidying up. Eagle King sat down on the other side of the couch. He pulled out two white envelopes from his pocket containing invitations to the Emerald Auction. The invitations had three levels: regular, gold, and diamond, which was the highest level
For the upcoming Emerald Auction, any bidder without an official invitation from the Kransbay government or the Jewelry Association will be required to pay a deposit of 80 million Manchernius dollars to the committee to secure their participation. Each level had a different price. The invitation in Eagle Kingâs hand was the highest, costing 500 million Manchenius dollars
Yvette pulled out her organized map and pointed to three locations before instructing, âIâve marked three places where Caleb might be hiding people, and Flying Fish might be in one of the places. To avoid alerting them, watch these places for anything unusual for the next three days. If Caleb goes to the auction, heâll probably bring a lot of security. If I go to the emerald auction, you should use the opportunity to rescue them and then meet me.â
Eagle King was surprised that Yvette had found all of Calebâs hiding places so quickly. With Yvette by his side, he felt that nothing in the world was out of reach. However, there was something he found perplexing and difficult to understand. So he asked, âBoss, since you know where Flying Fish is locked up, why are you still going to the auction? Canât we just rescue her and leave, or do you have other plans?â
Yvette paused for a moment and lazily glanced down as she stretched. After some thought, she looked up at Eagle King and replied calmly. âSince weâre already here, why keep those people around?â
What a coincidence! Eagle King shared the same thought, âCaleb should face serious consequences for messing with my people! I have to get Boss and Flying Fish to safety before returning to kill Caleb. Since Boss has said to do it. Iâll eliminate Caleb to save trouble, I donât want to return here because itâs too hot.
Meanwhile, Caleb was upset at the mansion. He had no idea that as the leader of a Golden Triangle crime family, he was considered expendable by others.
In the basement of a luxurious mansion in northern Kransbay, woman in a red dress was locked up. She was none other than Flying Fish.
Flying Fish tugged at her dress with a hint of disdain, thinking. D**n! My carelessness led to my capture by Calebâs crew. He tricked me by using a child. How infuriating! A week has passed, and I smell terrible. Those b***rds! If Eagle King rescues me, il destroy this place. I wonât let my reputation as the third-se***st assassin go to waste!
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Three days passed in a flash. During that time, Eagle King had roughly determined where Flying Fish was imprisoned after close observation.
Who wouldâve thought the sly Caleb would hide Flying Fish in his loverâs mansion? If it werenât for his subordinates slipping up while chatting and was overheard by Eagle King who was monitoring them, he never wouldâve guessed Flying Fish would be held in such a place.
He truly admired Yvette. These three places were each weirder than the last, but Flying Fish was actually in one of them Tonight, heâd show those sc****ags hell. With Yvette around, Eagle King wasnât worried about Caleb at all.
The weather in Kransbay was exceptionally good today. Huge clouds floated across the clear blue sky. Wildflowers with fiery red petals bloomed along the path. Under the sun, the ground was smoldering and dusty.
Emerald Auction was like a competition among emerald merchants, a contest of wealth, insight, and courage. Before the auction began, all the raw emeralds were numbered, indicating the quantity, weight, and starting price, though the starting. prices were generally low. They were all publicly displayed for three days
The merchants would carefully examine each exhibit, select the raw emeralds they needed, and evaluate their value to determine the best bidding price before placing them in the bidding box.
As many were competing and none knew of the otherâs bid prices, setting the right price for the same raw emerald was tricky. If the price was too high, theyâd suffer losses. But if it was too low, someone else might buy it. In auctions, it was common to lose out on a piece worth several hundred thousand dollars by underpricing by just a few dollars.
The exhibition hall was filled with old-mine raw emerald pieces, with prices ranging from several hundred thousand dollars. to several million dollars. Gigantic raw emeralds weighing several tons with excellent surface quality could reach over 30 million dollars.
This yearâs Emerald Auction was held in the city center exhibition hall, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people. Emerald enthusiasts from around the world gathered here, hoping to buy the best stone for the lowest price. Some people arrived at the exhibition hall early, carefully examining each stone.
Stone gambling was where one cut could lead to oneâs wealth or ruin. Many desperate people came here to risk it all. In short, they all had one goal-money.
Only two people differed from the crowd. One was Yvette who was already at the entrance, and the other was Jeremiah who was still on the way. They were there for Caleb.
At the entrance, Kevin and Martin held the lowest-grade invitations. The staff on both sides took a quick glance and pointed toward a random direction. In Clusia, Kevinâs family was quite wealthy, and he was often addressed as Mr. Garcia wherever he went. He had never been treated so indifferently before, and felt slighted for the first time by the gatekeepers.
His face filled with resentment as he complained, âUncle Martin, these Kransbayans are too contemptuous of us.â
Martin looked at Kevinâs naive expression and felt helpless, knowing he was spoiled by his family and completely unaware of the harsh realities. He scolded, âDo you know where we are? This is Kransbay, a no-manâs hand. If you keep talking recklessly like that and someone hears you, no one can save you
Kevin was only complaining, so he shrank back at Martinâs words. He knew this place was a hundred times more dangerous than Clusia, so he didnât dare speak out. He didnât want to appear submissive to Martin either, so he could only look around. awkwardly
At that moment, Kevin spotted the girl heâd met on the plane and at the hotel. He thought it was too coincidental. As he was upset with Martin, Kevin seized the chance while Martin was engrossed in checking some raw emeralds and quickly headed toward the entrance.
Yvette wore a loose white T-shirt that revealed a hint of her collarbone with some baggy sweatpants. One would think she
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accompanied by ten expert martial artists, and the hall is full of his men equipped with heavy weapons. Iâm afraid itâs not suitable to fight here.â
Jeremiah placed his cup down, his expression unpredictable and his tone mysterious. âNo need to rush. There are plenty of opportunities.â
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On the first floor of the exhibition hall, Kevin and Yvette wandered around aimlessly, occasionally stopping before moving along again. Whenever they encountered a promising raw emerald, Kevin would pull out a mini flashlight, magnifying glass, and other professional tools from his pocket, examining the emeralds like an expert.
But with his limited budget, he only inspected emeralds priced around several hundred thousand dollars.
They had already covered nearly half the area, checking out numerous emeralds, but Kevin was still unsure whether any would yield high-quality emeralds
Yvette trailed behind him quietly, as if she were invisible. Yet, no matter where she went, people couldnât stop murmuring words like âprettyâ and âbeautiful.â She pretended not to notice, but Kevin was getting more attention just because she was with him:
After surveying the entire area, Kevin had pretty much made up his mind, eyeing two raw emeralds. One was a white 170- pound raw emerald, and the other was a black one of nearly the same weight. Both were within his budget, but due to his limited funds, he could only choose one.
Torn between the two, Kevin was filled with indecision as both seemed to have the potential for high-quality emeralds.
Yvette walked leisurely with her hands in her pockets, appearing completely at ease. When she saw Kevin pause in front of a raw emerald, she turned and walked back to him. Clearing her throat, Yvette asked softly, âWhatâs up?â
Kevin was a bit surprised. He hadnât expected Yvette, this seemingly aloof beauty, to actually show concern. After a moment of hesitation, he glanced at the raw emerald in front of him and then pointed to the black emerald heâd seen earlier in Zone A âWhich one do you think has high-quality emeralds inside?â he asked.
Kevin looked at Yvette with anticipation, assuming she might have some knowledge, considering her presence at the event. Surely, she wouldnât have come all this way just for sightseeing, he thought
Yvette glanced at the two emeralds before casually pulling her hands out of her pockets and pointing toward another emerald in the far corner. This one, however, weighed only around 11 pounds and was priced at tens of thousands of dollars. Kevin followed her gaze, baffled.
He had noticed that emerald earlier, but not because it stood out rather, it seemed pitifully small compared to the larger ones weighing tons. Nobody had shown any interest in it.
Typically, such raw emeralds were included by organizers as filler, meant to deceive outsiders unfamiliar with the trade. A family of jewelers as experienced as the Garcia family would never consider such a store.
Kevin glanced at Yvetteâs unreadable face. He didnât want to let her down, despite knowing she was likely inexperienced. Though she means well, sheâs just a novice, he thought.
Yvette, still calm, lowered her gaze slightly and raised an eyebrow. âHurry up and place your bid,â she said coolly
Kevin hesitated for a moment before sighing. Fine, just to please her. Itâs only around 100 thousand dollars. I guess itâs money lost, he thought. âAll right⌠Iâll go right now. Wait here. It wonât take long
For these types of bids, itâs all about first come, first served. It should only take a few minutes, and I can even have the emerald cut right here. Thereâs always someone cutting stones on-site to excite the crowd. Nothing drives impulse buying like that, Kevin reflected.
After Kevin left. Yvette leaned against a large raw emerald and polled out her phone, scrolling casually. Suddenly, a commotion arose from the distance. Her ears perked up, and she recognized a familiar voice. With a thoughtful expression. she tucked her phone away and made her way toward the source of the noise.
In Zone D, Martin, Kevinâs uncle, was engrossed in a massive, one-ton emerald. As the second eldest in the Garcia family, he
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was known as Mr. Garcia in the jewelry world. He was carefully assessing the raw emerald, estimating a 90% chance that it would yield high-quality emeralds.
However, this raw emerald had attracted the interest of many, including the Garcia familyâs long-standing rival, the Jones family. The Jones family had sent their general manager, Edward Jones, a seasoned veteran, who was also eyeing the same raw emerald.
Priced at 43 million dollars, the raw emerald was still within Manâs budget, but going all in on it would severely limit his ability to purchase other raw emeralds. He was in a difficult position.
If this raw emerald didnât yield high-quality emeralds, his bidding journey could end early, leaving him with nothing for the remaining three days. On the other hand, walking away from such a potentially valuable raw emerald was a tough pill to
swallow.
As Martin hesitated. Edward strolled over with a smug smile. âWell, well, if it isnât Mr. Garcia Eyeing this one too? I was just about to head to the counter and claim it. Your familyâs been doing quite well with emeralds this year; how about letting me have this one
As soon as Edward made his remark, the crowd around the raw emerald surged forward, excitedly discussing it was sure to contain high-quality emeralds, encouraging Martin to place a bid. Zone D quickly became the center of attention.
Martin could feel Edwardâs mocking gaze. The Garcia family had had a rough year, with finances strained by less successful ventures, and Edward knew it. Gritting his teeth, Martin glanced at the massive raw emerald, trying to ignore Edwardâs smug face. 1- Martin began.
But before he could continue, a voice interrupted, âSince Mr. Jones wants this emerald so badly, why not do him the favor of letting him have it, Mr. Garcia?â The crowd went silent in shock, unsure of who had spoken.
Yvette stepped out from the crowd, hands in her pockets, wearing a casual yet defiant smile. Her gaze was cool and unbothered. Some had noticed her earlier, but now their murmurs grew louder.
âWho is this Aplothian woman, and why is she getting involved one person muttered.
âShe doesnât seem to understand how things work here. Speaking out of turn during the bidding is a big no-no,â another whispered
âBut sheâs stunning!â someone else added.
âLetâs hear what she has to say,â suggested another.
Martin frowned in irritation. âSheâs just a woman who tagged along with Kevin. What right does she have to speak up like this?â he thought
Edward smirked, recognizing Yvette as the woman who had been with Kevin and assuming she was his sugar baby.
âMr. Martin Garcia, surely youâre not going to take advice from her, are you? I saw her hanging around with Mr. Kevin Garcia. Seems like he knows how to enjoy himself, bringing a woman along to an event like this.â As he spoke, Edward shot Yvette a disdainful glance.
âYouâre spouting nonsense!â Kevin shouted, his voice cutting through the crowd. After completing his paperwork, he noticed the commotion and walked over, realizing Yvette was involved. There was nothing going on between him and Yvette. Hearing Edwardâs insults, Kevin couldnât stand by any longer.
âKevin, stop!â Martin ordered immediately. Any conflict during a bidding event could result in both parties being blacklisted, a serious consequence neither family could afford. Kevin froze in place, his face flushed with anger, but he held
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Just minutes ago, when Emmett returned from the restroom and passed the first-floor exhibition hall, he saw Yvette standing by the raw emerald, idly playing with her phone.
Emmett thought. Her? He had seen Yvette at the police station before. Previously, Jeremiah had rushed back to Seacrity from an important military meeting to pick her up from the police station.
It was obvious how important Yvette was to Jeremiah. In all the years Emmett had served Jeremiah, this was the first time he had seen the latter show affection toward a woman.
If nothing occurred. Yvetteâs future status would be unmatched, ji was clear-if Jeremiah had chosen her, no one could stand in his way.
However, Emmett wondered what made Yvette so special. With all the high-society ladies in Betrico, he couldnât understand why Jeremiah would choose Yvette, a mere university student.
Emmett thought, Because sheâs pretty? There are plenty of beautiful ladies. Why her? Before he could ponder further. Emmett returned to the VIP room on the second floor to report the situation to Jeremiah.
Meanwhile on the first floor, Edward was still trying to prod Martin, pushing him to bid on the piece of raw emerald.
However, Martin was not foolish. There was no way Edward would be so generous. Growing doubtful of the emerald, Martin cooled off and declined, âIf you like it so much, Mr. Jones, go ahead.â
Edward gritted his teeth in frustration when he saw that Martin no longer wanted to bid. He had heard a rumor that the raw emerald in question was problematic, with its green surface drawing suspicion.
If Martin made the purchase, the Jones family would have surpassed the Garcia family as the leading jewelry business in Lommore this year. However, everything was ruined now because of Yvette.
Edwardâs eyes gleamed with malice. He had connections with the local gang, so dealing with Yvette would be childâs play.
Meanwhile, Martin had a newfound respect for Yvette, though he chalked it up to the coincidence that she had interrupted him at just the right moment.
âWhen did you arrive?â Jeremiahâs lips curled into a smile as he strode toward Yvette. His heart raced in excitement, more so than ever before, as the person he had been longing for stood right before him.
Surrounded by onlookers, Yvette heard Jeremiahâs voice and showed a brief flash of surprise, followed by a sigh. She had not expected to run into Jeremiah here.
As Jeremiah approached, the crowd instinctively parted for him, his imposing aura leaving little choice. Behind him trailed. Emmett, clad in a sharp black suit, equally exuding a donât-mess-with-me vibe.
Jeremiah walked up to Yvette, and their eyes met. The warmth in Jeremiahâs eyes was intense and fervent. Yvette, unable to hold eye contact, averted her gaze and replied, âA couple of days ago.â
Upon hearing that, Jeremiah nodded, his tone softening with a tenderness reserved only for Yvette. âLetâs go.â
Without much thought, Yvette glanced at Jeremiah, her voice losing its earlier coldness. âAll right. She followed him, showing a deep, almost unconscious trust in him, and did not even ask where they were going
Nearby, Kevin, seeing the two about to leave, mustered unexpected courage and called out, âHey, Yvette, are you just going to leave?
Yvette paused for a moment before turning to face Kevin. Ignoring the conflicted look from Martin, site pulled out an envelope from her pocket and handed it to Kevin. âHere. With that, she left.
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Kevin stood there, staring after Yvette until she disappeared around the corner.
Edward, who had fallen silent the moment Jeremiah appeared, did not dare say a word. Moments ago, he had been scheming about how to deal with Yvette, but now, he would not even dare breathe loudly.
This was because Edward recognized the white envelope Yvette handed to Kevin. It wasnât just any invitation-it was the highest-level VIP pass, one that money alone couldnât buy, a diamond VIP invitation.
Edward thought. âIf I wasnât mistaken, she had pulled the invitation from her pocket. It was not handed to her by the man she was with. That meant she was no ordinary person
Without daring to say another word. Edward slunk away, tail between his legs.
Meanwhile, Kevin was puzzled, wondering how Edwardâs attitude had changed drastically. Just moments ago, the latter was sn**y, ready to take on this and that. Now, he was acting completely different.
Even Martin was baffled, staring at the envelope in Kevinâs hand. If he did not realize by now that he had misunderstood, heâd have to be a fool.
It was clear that Yvette was not here as Kevinâs plus one. She had come on her own-and with a diamond VIP invitation, no less. Compared to that, the regular invitation they had was nothing.
Moreover, Martin could tell the man next to Yvette was no ordinary person either.
âUncle Martin, do you know what this is?â Kevin asked, waving the envelope in his hand casually
Martin quickly stepped forward, carefully taking the envelope from Kevin, his voice filled with excitement. âMy goodness, Kevin, this is a diamond VIP invitation. With this, we can head to the second floor.â
âDuring the auction, we wonât have to fight for space in the main hall-we can bid directly from the private rooms. Where did you meet that girl? You lucky fool, youâve lucked out, Martin added.
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just as baffled. He thought, âA diamond VIP? He had only spoken to Yvette because he thought no one was looking after her. Now, he felt embarrassed to learn Yvette was a hidden big shot.
In the second-floor VIP room, Yvette leaned back in her chair with crossed legs, while sipping coffee that Jeremiah had poured for her. She remained silent, playing a newly downloaded game on her phone.
Jeremiah, knowing Yvetteâs habits, did not say much either. After finishing his coffee, he refilled Yvetteâs cup, making sure it was full.
The proper etiquette was not to fill a cup to the brim, but Yvette found it inconvenient to keep drinking half-full cups. Hence, Jeremiah always filled hers to the top, to make sure she was comfortable.
Initially shocked, Emmett was now numb. In the last half hour, he had watched Jeremiah, who was usually serious, sneak glances at Yvette, pouring her coffee and even placing a plate of fruit in front of her.
Emmett would not be surprised if Jeremiah offered to feed Yvette if she allowed him to. In all honesty, he felt Jeremiah would be more than happy to do so.
Since entering the room, Yvette had barely spoken a word. Apart from answering Jeremiahâs questions, she had remained salen. Jeremiah and her were a perfect match in their lack of words
Emmett couldnât help but wonder how Yvette could stay so composed. This was Kransbay, not Clusia. Danger lurked around every corner.
It was suspicious enough for a young woman like Yvette to be at a stone gambling auction, but she was way too calm for someone who had just run into acquaintances here.
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âInterested in stone gambling? Playing h**y?â Jeremiah pulled out a chair and sat close to Yvette, his voice warm and
teasing.
Yvette set down her phone, narrowed her eyes, and replied unhurriedly, âSo-so. I didnât skip class, just took a leave.â
Emmett sighed inwardly. Thatâs not the point. Shouldnât the bigger question be why sheâs here in Kransbay and at an emerald auction exhibition hall of all places? This isnât a place for college students
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Emmett remained wary of Yvette, as he was of anyone who appeared around Jeremiah. His duty demanded extreme caution to ensure nothing went wrong. He couldnât help but question Yvetteâs presence.
Yvetteâs sudden appearance at the auction on such an important day was highly suspicious. Even if she was here by coincidence, her presence might disrupt their plans. Nothing was certain
Emmett thought Yvette was a hindrance. If a conflict broke out later, he would have to protect her, and it would be a burden.
After glancing at Yvette, who remained silent with her eyes lowered, Emmett hesitated before cautiously asking, âMs. Zeller. did you come here alone?â
Yvette turned and glanced at Emmett, her eyes filled with their usual indifference. âNo, I came with a friend. He went to take care of somethingâ
Upon hearing that. Jeremiahâs expression darkened, his brows furrowed, and his voice grew cold. âPull our people out Return to standby
Shocked. Emmett thought, Retreat? Jeremiah had meticulously planned this for days, waiting for Caleb to appear so they could finally capture him
Emmett could not understand Jeremiahâs intention in withdrawing their men, but he knew it was because of Yvette. This time, Jeremiah was being far too ferational.
Regardless, Emmett was loyal to Jeremiah to the point of following him to death without hesitation. Still, his resentment toward Yvette grew.
If it werenât for Yvette, such a carefully planned operation that had cost much manpower and resources would not have beeri abandoned at the last minute.
However, Emmett knew he could not change Jeremiahâs decision. He nodded reluctantly. âUnderstood, Mr. Chavez. Iâll give the orders now.â With that, he stepped out of the room.
Yvette rested her left arm, her beautifully tanned skin visible at her wrist. Her strikingly beautiful face followed Emmettâs exit with a calm expression. Then, she pursed her lips slightly. âDid I offend him?â
Jeremiah, who had been pouring coffee, paused as he thought, âSheâs sharp. Emmett thought he had hidden his displeasure well, but Yvette had already.noticed it
âNo. he doesnât mean any harm. He just doesnât understand why youâre here,â Jeremiah replied.
Yvette turned, staring at Jeremiah differently. After a few seconds of silence, her tone became more serious. âArenât you curious why Iâm here?â
Jeremiah smiled faintly. It was gone as quickly as it appeared. However, in that brief moment, Yvette was momentarily stunned. She had to admit he was the most handsome man she had ever seei
Upon noticing Yvetteâs distraction, Jeremiah felt a flicker of satisfaction. It seemed that Andrewâs idea of using a âbeauty trapâ was working
Yvette was taken by it, and for once, Andrewâs suggestion was not completely off the mark. Jeremiah felt he could use this trick more often in the future.
Jeremiah cleared his throat awkwardly, his voice slightly raspy, and said with a focused intensity. âIt doesnât matter. Youâve never asked why Iâm at Argrol University, either
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blew on it gently, and, once the temperature was just right, took a light sip.
Then, Yvette lifted her gaze slightly and exchanged a silent smile with Jeremiah. Everything was conveyed without a word.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door. âExcuse me, sir, may I interrupt
for a moment?â
Jeremiah gestured toward the couch. âRest there. Iâll call you when the bidding starts.
âOkay, Yvette replied
Jeremiah collected himself and returned to his usual aloof, untouchable demeanor, exuding an air of cold elegance. His voice was as icy as ever. âCome in
The woman who entered was one of the exquisite courtesans meticulously selected to serve the VIP guests on the second floor. Their ultimate goal was to be chosen to work for the clientele on that level.
To be selected, one had to not only possess striking beauty and a captivating figure but also speak several foreign languages, as the guests hailed from all over the globe.
Despite the stringent requirements, the temptation of generous pay drew many women to compete fiercely for a chance.
Moreover, the auction operated under unspoken rules. It was understood that as long as the price could satisfy both parties, the girls at the auction could be taken away.
There were plenty of stories of girls being swept off their feet by wealthy businessmen, and their lives and statuses transformed overnight.
Lily, who had entered after knocking, had her eye on Jeremiah, a handsome, powerful, and charming man. She used every trick in the book to attract him, but he did not even glance her way.
Disappointed, Lily initially thought it was because Jeremiah was not interested in women, only to watch as he returned with an incredibly beautiful girl.
Having worked in this industry for long, Lily knew some people were simply beyond her reach. If Jeremiah did not take an interest, sheâd just move on. After all, losing her life over this job wasnât worth it.
As Lily entered, she stood straight, bowed at a ninety-degree angle, and respectfully said, âHello, sir. Someone on the first floor just opened an AAA-grade emeraldâ
âAccording to the auctionâs customary rules, the guest who opens it will gift a bottle of rare wine worth 100 thousand doll to one of the guests present,â Lily explained.
âThat guest asked to have it sent to your lounge and expressed his gratitude to Ms. Zeller, Lily added.
Lily hadnât expected the wine to go to this powerful and mysterious man in front of her, but lounging on the couch. She had misjudged Yvetteâs status, which was worlds apart from hers.
ther to the beautiful girl
Jeremiah turned to look at Yvette, who was on the couch. She was casually leaning back, her expression somewhat dazed, her gaze deep and contemplative, as if she hadnât heard Lily at all.
âJust put it on the table. Whatâs the name of the person who opened the AAA-grade emerald?â Jeremiah inquired.
After placing the wine on the table. Lily stepped back and leaned down slightly. âSir, that guest said his last name is Garcia, and that Ms. Zetter would know him. With that, she gracefully retreated, holding the tray.
Jeremiah furrowed his brow and turned his gaze slightly. âThat gay from earlier? Did you come with him?â
Yvette sat up from the couch, her voice slightly nasal. âNo, we met halfway. He⌠is not bad.â
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Jeremiah felt a twinge of jealousy. âNot badâ meant Yvette held a high opinion of that person. He wondered what she thought of him
âHeâs lucky,â Yvette nodded nonchalantly, Jeremiah felt slightly better at her indifference.
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Earlier on the first floor, after Yvette left, Kevin stared at the raw emerald receipt in a daze. Having already spent a hefty sum, he had no intention of taking the raw emerald back for processing
After some pondering. Kevin thought it might be better to just cut it open here. After all, he had no idea where else to put it.
Kevin called over Martin, who, upon hearing that Yvette had suggested Kevin buy it, brushed it off. Upon closer inspection of the raw emerald, he believed it would be nearly impossible to contain such a high-quality emerald.
They both figured the money was lost and decided to cut the raw emerald in the exhibition hall, not expecting anything
from it.
However, when the cutting master made the first incision, a vibrant green hue appeared, leaving them completely stunned.
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