"It's... it's really a glass-grade gemstone... how... how could it be possible?"
Just then, the machine on the other side also stopped. The gem cutter called out to him, "Young man, your stone is cut, come take a look."
Jonathan Flint was lost, walking over like a wandering soul.
Though Lucas White was also shocked, he quickly accepted this reality.
"Miss Kent, eighty million, I want this stone."
"Oh my god..."
Mia Burton nearly slipped and fell flat on her face.
Eighty... eighty million?
Did she hear that right?
Ava Kent chuckled lightly, "Young Master White, this stone has already reached auction level."
"To auction it, you need the right connections, don't you?"
