"You mean to tell me you spent two thousand to buy this million-dollar piece of Imperial Green jade from the scrap pile?" Byron Sinclair finally came to his senses, looking at Grace Winslow in utter disbelief.
Grace Winslow pushed Joanne Chase forward. "It wasn't me, it was my sister. She's incredible; she picked all the stones. As for that one, we just bought it because it was big and cheap. We basically got it for a steal—just five hundred."
The corner of Byron Sinclair's mouth twitched violently.
No wonder Eugene Aldridge had tried to go back on his word and snatch the stone.
A five-hundred-dollar stone, a piece of scrap that no one had any faith in, had ended up revealing an Imperial Green jade that made everyone's jaw drop.
'Anyone in his shoes would have had a meltdown.'
