Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Chapter 75

Eric released the thug, who immediately brought coffer to Ophelia and Eric. The two sat on the side, drinking coffee while watching Miles assess the stones.

At that moment, a hoarse voice came from the doorway. "Eden, the rough stones you ordered from my mine have arrived"

"Sorry, Hansen. All my money went into this batch of rough stones that could yield emeralds. Your mine is just a secondary source and can't meet my needs anymore. Eden sounded apologetic but his arrogance was still clear. Hansen's stone quality was not high, and his mine had never produced high-quality gemstones, making the risk of buying from him significant and thus very cheap.

Hansen Felton spoke in a humble tone. "But we agreed on this, and I even brought them over for you. It's only more than two hundred thousand dollars in total. Mr. Bernal, I still owe the mining fees. Could you be so kind?"

Hansen thought. The top-quality rough stones Eden bought had to be worth several million dollars. Taking out two hundred thousand dollars shouldn't be hard for him, right? Eden has been in this business for many years. How could he possibly be out of money?' Years ago, Hansen signed a one-sided agreement with Eden to treat his wife's illness. All rough stones from his mines had to be supplied at low prices to Carneo Charm.

Eden acted despicably, pressing down profits once and once again. His excuses this time were merely to reduce the prices, yet Hansen still owed others money.

Eden feigned difficulty, saying, "Our contract states that I have the right to refuse. Hansen, I can't do anything about it. The stones I've taken from you in the past two years have been hard to sell. Isn't that strange?"

"Mr. Bernal..." Hansen tried to plead further.

"Enough, don't say anymore. You should change careers. The quality of your stones is too low, so apart from me, who else would buy them?"

Ophelia looked at the heap of rough stones outside the door and then glanced at the few large stones in Eden's arms. "Mr. Bernal, how much are these rough stones?" Ophelia asked.

Eden found it hard to believe that there were fools willing to buy and said, "This is thirty thousand dollars, this one is forty thousand dollars, and this pile of smaller stones adds up to seventy thousand dollars, I suppose." In truth, he had only spent a few thousand dollars to buy these rough stones from Hansen.

"Hansen, I'll take those in your car as well," Ophelia said.

When Hansen heard that Ophelia wanted to buy all his rough stones, his eyes lit up, and he earnestly pleaded with Eden to agree to sell them to her. Seeing Eden silent, Hansen sighed. The contract stipulated that without Eden's permission, he couldn't sell his rough stones to anyone else.

Ophelia noticed Hansen's predicament and turned to discuss it with Eden. "How about this, Mr. Bernal? You lend me the appraiser and tools. I'll give you 200,000 dollars for the stones in Hansen's arms. Then I will pay another 300,000 dollars to buy those in the car. This way, you would also have a profit to make.

Eden still wore that smiley facade. He had initially intended to lower the price further and buy that batch of goods, but now that there was more profit to be made, he felt even happier.

Eden thought Ophelia was a joke. There were plenty of people who sought bargains, but someone as fearless as Ophelia was truly rare.

He mused, The gems in these secondary mine stones won't be worth a hundred thousand dollars, yet she's ready to spend

five hundred thousand dollars. What a fool! But that has nothing to do with me. I'm just here to make money. However, since she was so stupid...

Eden grinned, his fat shaking as he said, "I think the stones are worth much more than that. Young lady, you can't let me lose money" Eden quoted a price, greedily asking for 1.5 million dollars.

Eden smiled, saying, "Hansen signed a contract with me. His rough stones can only be sold to me. The implication was clear. If Ophelia wanted to buy, she had to go through him, and even though Ophelia knew he was deliberately raising prices, she had no choice. Ophelia trusted her memory. In her past life, she had seen news stating that emeralds came from a secondary mine, and the shapes were very similar to those here. "When does your contract expire?"

"Today happened to be the expiration date. This was the last batch of rough stones, Hansen explained

"Alright, I agree."

Everyone in the store looked at Ophelia with strange expressions.

Someone remarked, "She

Can't possibly be crazy enough to spend so much money on a pile of trash, right? Besides, they were all unwashed piles, making it impossible to tell what was inside. Nobody could say what was actually in there. She must have too much money to burn." Miles kindly reminded her, "Elia, don't act impulsively just because you want to bet against me. You don't understand gems. It's very hard for such inferior rough stones to yield high-quality gems.

Don't overestimate yourself."

"You're truly unreasonable." Miles felt defeated and turned back to focus on his batch of rough stones.

"Mr. Lewis, this piece has emeralds in it, and the quality is excellent," the appraiser called out.

"Wow!" The spectators expressed their amazement. Just that one emerald alone boosted Miles' profits tenfold and more.

Although emeralds could not compare to more premium stones, they were still considered high-quality gems. Regardless of what kind of accessories they were made into, they could sell for a good price.

Seeing the envious expressions on the faces of those around him, Miles felt quite pleased.

Everyone focused on how many valuable items could be identified from Miles' rough stones, ignoring Ophelia entirely. Ophelia paid the money, signed the documents, and called in the youngest appraiser in the store, Jeremy.

Hansen helped Ophelia move the rough stones from the car into the appraisal room. Eden did not skimp on Hansen's payment. He had earned this money too easily and was thus very grateful to Ophelia. 'She spent so much money. What if she ends up losing everything? Hansen felt somewhat guilty and stood nearby, wanting to see how it would turn out

One after another, Miles continuously uncovered top-quality gents, while Ophelia's rough stones turned out to be either worthless rocks or the most common low-quality stones that couldn't fetch a decent price

Ophelia spent 1.5 million dollars on a pile of inferior rough stones, and in the end, the gems identified were worth less than a few thousand dollars. Only two large stones weighing several pounds remained. It was even less likely that good gems could be found among them.

The crowd laughed mockingly. "Miss, there are so many rough stones these inferior ones. You're really setting yourself up to lose everything"

this store, but you chose to spend your

Ophelia calmly drank her coffee, asking Eric, "Do you think the rough stones can yield anything good"

money on

Eric nodded. "Of course

The audience laughed derisively, "Young people love to daydream?

As soon as he finished speaking, Jeremy excitedly shouted, "Gott, got it!"

Everyone turned to look at the stone in Jeremy's hands. Although it wasn't fully cleaned yet, a faint green glow was already showing through the dust.

Those surrounding Miles paused as well, unable to help but glare over at Ophelia, murmuring, "Could she really have guessed right?"

A crowd gathered around Ophelia, waiting to see what the stone looked like once the dust was washed away.