The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Imperial Green

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In an unremarkable corner sat a small, dull stone. Dust coated its surface. Clearly, no one had even bothered to pick it up.

This was the very piece Cassia had noticed carlier.

No one wants you, huh? Left out in the cold? What a waste.

Cassia picked up the little stone and headed straight for the cutting room line.

“You sure you want that one? It’s a long shot. Nobody’s touched it all day. Looks like no one thinks it’s worth anything.” Draven followed after her, glancing at the stone in her hand.

His comment drew the attention of the others in line.

They took one look at the tiny stone in Cassia’s hand and started snickering, shaking their heads.

“Just because it’s a long shot doesn’t mean it’s trash,” Cassia replied calmly, fingers wrapped around the stone as if no one else existed.

It took a full half hour before it was finally her turn.

Cassia handed the stone to the cutter. The man weighed it in his palm and asked, “You want a full cross–cut?”

“No. You can’t cross–cut a Kimberley stone,” Cassia said.

The cutter shot her a quick sideways look, then muttered under his breath, “You know your stuff.”

Kimberley rough is valued because the gamble is for high color saturation. It often yields brilliant color, so logically, it should be the most sought–after material.

But it has one fatal flaw–the prevalence of fissures.

Kimberley stones usually needed a small “window” to be ground open. If the “window” revealed the high color, the stone didn’t need a full cut; it could be sold immediately to the next buyer brave enough to assume the liability.

A single straight cut was the quickest way for the stone to “bust upon first sight“-to reveal a fatal flaw the moment it was opened. Add to that how small this piece of Kimberley rough was… it made sense that no one wanted to touch it.

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Chapter 93 Imperial Green

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Cassia didn’t gamble for that one–slice miracle jackpot. She gambled to win–steadily, and as much as possible.

Unlike the rest of the crowd, she wasn’t angry, and she wasn’t greedy. She only cared about one thing–stability.

The cutter picked up his drill, ready to open the first window. “Use a T–head burr. This piece has an old structure for sure. A regular bit won’t cut it.”

The cutter froze, then nodded. “You really do know your stuff.”

Just then, Draven–who had been quietly watching from the side–asked, “What’s the difference? Why does it matter?”

Cassia blinked, a little surprised. She hadn’t expected Draven to actually ask about something like this.

But because it was him, she took the time to explain, tone uncharacteristically patient. “Most high–water, fine–grain pieces should be worked with a T–head. When the structure’s old and tight, the stone’s harder. Normal bits barely bite. It’s like getting your teeth scaled–they use a T–head scaler, not some random tool. The choice of grinding head, however, comes down to the master cutter’s personal habit. There are no strict regulations for it. Those who know the trade just know; those who don’t are easily hoodwinked.”

Draven nodded slowly, half getting it.

Because of who he was, he knew the basics of gemstone gambling–but never cared enough to dig deeper. He hadn’t expected this little brat to have this much knowledge tucked away.

Top–tier medical skills, otherworldly artistic talent, scary–good design sense … stone gambling like a seasoned pro. My girl is basically a walking cheat code.

and now this-

The cutter slowly ground open a small window in the stone. Then, he dipped it in water, swished it clean, and lifted it to the light. His head snapped up to stare at Cassia, shock flooding his face.

Cassia saw it too–the color that bloomed under the thin film of water.

Green. A deep, vivid green, like the fresh sweep of a summer meadow.

The cutter’s hands started shaking as he held the stone. His voice trembled. “Kid, your luck is something else… this is imperial green. Real imperial green–one of the rarest there is.”

Imperial green.

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