Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 971

For the second cut, the gemstone cutter worked with the utmost precision, taking about ten minutes to complete the process. Eventually, the outer layer was removed, unveiling the hidden treasures within.

The crowd, initially silent with awe, quickly erupted into animated chatter.

"Wow, what an incredible emerald! Just look at the color and clarity—it's truly a rare find!"

"Oh my, I knew there would be surprises today, but I didn't expect anything this spectacular. Seeing an emerald of this quality is a true privilege!"

"You all should really brush up on your gemstone knowledge. Allow me to clarify—this is an imperial green emerald. It's as rare and valuable as gold at 99.9% purity!"

Compliments flowed in one after another. It seemed that anyone who didn't appreciate the find was considered lacking in insight. After all, such a discovery was indeed exceptional.

Freddie was momentarily taken aback, his eyes widening in amazement as he marveled at the gem.

"There's no way I'm losing this time!" he taunted, casting a smug look at Helen.

Ignoring his provocation, Helen stood motionless with a stoic expression, her gaze fixed intently on her stones.

Amid the roar of machines and the clatter of manual polishing, the air buzzed with gossip, making the space feel both cramped and lively.

Despite the commotion, most of the crowd remained captivated by Freddie's gemstone. His imperial green emerald was a guaranteed high-value find—and a notably large one at that.

Even if the stone contained only half of the prized emerald, it could easily fetch over five million dollars.

At that moment, one of Helen's gemstone cutters abruptly stopped. He let out a surprised gasp as he examined the stone closely.

"What's wrong?" Kendrick's heart raced with anxiety, worried that the cutter might judge the stone as worthless.

Soon, others started to lean in, curious to see what had sparked the commotion.

"What's with that look? Could it be that the stone actually contains emerald?"

"Even if it does, remember it's from the outer area. It probably won't be anything extraordinary."

"You're absolutely right; this isn't your ordinary green emerald," the gemstone cutter interjected, still visibly stunned. Before anyone could react, he quickly added, "It's red."

"What did you say?"

"It's a Rockefeller emerald!" The cutter finally composed himself, addressing the crowd with newfound confidence. "In nearly a century, the only other piece like it was discovered at the last gemstone auction in Stagville. I've seen the photos—it's definitely the same kind!"