"It won't be necessary to sell any of these jade stones," I said, looking at the mountain of perfect emerald treasures spread across the warehouse floor.
Victor Sterling raised an eyebrow, his businessman instincts clearly puzzled. "Hayes, these stones are worth hundreds of millions. Are you certain you don't want to liquidate at least some of them?"
"Completely certain," I replied, walking toward the pile of jade. "I have other plans for them."
Isaac stepped forward, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. "What could possibly require thirty-six perfect jade stones? Even the most elaborate jewelry collection wouldn't need such quantity."
I smiled but offered no explanation. Instead, I extended my right hand toward the pile of jade stones, focusing my internal energy in a way these men had never witnessed before.
