"Let me see. Let me see!"

Yvonne immediately rushed over and bent down to take a good look. She traced her fingers over the jade." Oh my God. Its coloring is absolutely gorgeous. It'll be so easy selling this over 20 million!" "Is this icy lavender jadeite? It's the first time I've seen something of this caliber!"

Tanya was excited as well. Fane had all the stars in the world to thank for this sort of luck; he had chosen such a fantastic piece.

"It-It really is high-quality icy jadeite!"

Michael frowned. He seriously lost this time around-and badly too.

Although he managed to get a pretty good gem, his gem was far inferior compared to Fane's.

Fane then turned to Michael, a humorless smile on his face. "Young Master Wilson, get on your knees. You can't turn back on your word as a man now, can you?" he teased.

"You..."

Young Master Wilson's features were contorted in an unreadable expression. He was the young master of an aristocratic family. Was he really going to kneel in front of this stupid bodyguard and bark like a dog? He

would shame his entire family if word of this got out.

Everyone would gossip about this behind his back when he would return here in the future.

He truly regretted his actions. He should have never made this bet with Fane.

However, who could have imagined that this hothead-who had no idea about gemstones-would actually choose such a precious item just like that?

"It-It really is icy lavender jadeite of top quality!"

The stall owner looked extremely crestfallen. Her expression was not much better to look at than Young Master Wilson's. She had thought that she would never sell it out, assuming it was a piece of rock. Who knew that it turned out to be such a huge chunk of pure jadeite? She never had a clue; it was merely her stool all this time.

"My God, that young man is rich now!"

"That's right. He managed to spot such a gem, literally. He's amazing!"

"Wasn't he in the military? Don't tell me that he just took a wild guess?"

"Maybe. Maybe he saw that this rock was big and chose it just like that. Why shouldn't he choose such a big one?"

The crowd began to murmur among themselves.

"Can't tell if Young Master Wilson will actually get on

his knees and bark like a dog after this loss!"

One of them pinned their gaze onto Michael, a hint of a smile at his lips.

Young Master Wilson always walked down this street with a cocky swagger, and he was quick to take back his words when he spoke.

However, it was a little different this time. This bodyguard of the Drake family was nothing special, but he had the support of Tanya and Yvonne Drake. It would not do if he did not fulfill his promise. "Don't push it, you punk!"

Two of Young Master Wilson's bodyguards immediately glared at Fane when they saw this." You're just a bodyguard," they sneered. "Our young master is the heir of a powerful aristocratic family. Young Master Wilson was just joking around with you, and you took it seriously?"

"That's right. Don't take it seriously, you punk. It was just a joke!"

They believed that as long as they stepped up at a moment like this and spoke up for their young master, the Drake family's bodyguard would not dare to do anything stupid.

After all, a bodyguard was in a lower social position. How could he ever dare to provoke Young Master Wilson?

If that man acknowledged that it was a joke, at least

their young master's face was saved. More importantly, this meant that they had helped Young Master Wilson and allowed him to exit the stage gracefully. He would surely reward them nicely when they returned.

Michael grinned when he heard this; his bodyguards were quick-witted indeed. If they put it that way, Fane had no choice but to back down if he valued his life.

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