Chapter 145 Pink Ivory
Nancy’s complexion drained of color the instant Ethan’s words reached her ears. A surge of anger rose within her, urging her to retort, but she quickly recognized her position—there was nothing between her and that man to justify any claim. Her eyes darkened, flickering with a mixture of resentment and disbelief as they settled on Lilian.
Unfazed, Lilian met Nancy’s gaze head-on, her lips curling into a sly, almost taunting smile. Without a trace of hesitation or fear, she turned her attention back to the task at hand—the stone being carefully carved before them.
One of the rough stones had just been sliced open, revealing a small, intriguing window beneath its surface. Suddenly, a voice from the crowd broke the murmurs with excitement. “Green! It’s green!” The sharp shout instantly pulled everyone’s focus toward the cutting table.
The Mason master, an expert with years of experience, picked up a bottle of water and gently poured it over the exposed section. Beneath the spray, a vivid patch of green shimmered brightly—its texture fine and smooth, gleaming with a brilliance reminiscent of polished glass. The Mason master froze, momentarily stunned by the sight.
“Imperial Green! That’s Imperial Green!” someone exclaimed from the crowd, the words spreading like wildfire.
The revelation sent a ripple of excitement through the audience. Imperial Green was known for its extraordinary rarity, and this was the very first piece of such caliber to surface at the entire public auction. The crowd erupted in whispers and gasps, the atmosphere electric with anticipation.
From among the onlookers, a voice called out eagerly, “Miss, are you planning to sell that piece? We’re ready to offer ten million!”
Lilian glanced down at the exposed window, a faint smile playing on her lips. “I’m sorry, but I’d rather wait until the entire stone is revealed. If it turns out to be just surface green or contains moss inside, it wouldn’t be fair to you either.”
As the minutes passed, every eye remained glued to the cutting station. Layer by layer, the football-sized Imperial Green stone was unveiled—flawless, radiant, and magnificent in its entirety.
Lilian cradled the marble in her hands, marveling at its crystal-clear clarity, its smooth surface, and its luminous glow. It was undeniably a gem of exceptional rarity.
Standing close by, Ethan leaned in and whispered, “We had a deal. If something extraordinary surfaced, I get the first chance.”
Lilian’s grin turned mischievous. “Yes, you said that. But I also mentioned that the highest bidder takes it.”
Ethan chuckled softly, a hint of helplessness in his voice. “You really do have an obsession with money.”
Watching their playful exchange, Nancy’s expression grew increasingly sour. She had invested so much effort just to capture Ethan’s attention, and the sight of another woman so effortlessly commanding his focus was unbearable. She had dismissed Lilian as insignificant, but it was clear Ethan regarded her with serious interest. The jealousy gnawed at her relentlessly.
Joy gently tugged at Nancy’s sleeve, shaking her head in an attempt to soothe her rising frustration.
Meanwhile, the crowd had already begun shouting out bids.
“Five hundred million!” called an older man, his voice booming.
“Six hundred!”

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