Chapter 347
Aspen felt a sharp, burning pain on her face.
Christina was stunned too, unable to believe the sudden turn of events. Aspen had opened such a good gem, so how could she still lose?
“Fine, I’ll admit defeat for the first round,” Aspen said, her voice cold as she could not bear the eyes of the crowd anymore. “Andrew, do you dare to go for another round?”
Andrew waved her off. “There’s no need to hurry, I’ll deal with things first.”
Right in front of Aspen and everyone else, Andrew casually gathered Aspen’s green tourmaline and his own rare red spinel and handed them to Francesca.
Francesca blushed. “Andrew, I can’t carry these.
“It’s fine. They’re ours anyway. Just keep an eye on them. Don’t let anyone steal them.”
Francesca beamed, nearly bursting with excitement. These were two high–quality gems though she was not an expert, she knew they were worth a fortune.
Nonetheless, it was not about the money. What mattered was that Aspen, that nasty woman, had lost to Andrew–she deserved it!
Elsie said, “Mr. Lloyd, don’t worry. We have full surveillance here. Your things will be safe.”
Andrew nodded and glanced over at the scowling Aspen. “I’m not worried. I’m just afraid someone might not handle losing well and try to steal my spoils.”
Aspen fumed, her face turning red with rage. “Andrew, you’re getting too cocky now. When did I ever not handle losing? You won, so take everything as per the agreement.”
She could tell Andrew was intentionally provoking her, but in that moment, Aspen could barely hold herself back.
This bastard was pushing her buttons.
Christina added coldly, “Andrew, just because you won one round doesn’t mean you’ll keep winning.”
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“Only the one who laughs last is truly victorious, just like you said–getting too happy too soon will lead to tears.”
Andrew smirked. “You’re right, but that’s just who I am. When I feel like being arrogant, I can’t stop myself.”
Christina gritted her teeth, unsure how to respond.
She did not like Andrew’s arrogance, but she was powerless to do anything about it.
Aspen, her face darkened, said, “Andrew, are you going to play again or not? If you’re scared,
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go home and keep celebrating your win.”
Andrew shrugged. “If you’ve got endless money to burn and want to give it to me, I’m happy to take it.”
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Aspen was fuming. “You might’ve won once, but don’t think you’ll get a second chance. Remember, what goes around comes around. I won’t fall in the same place twice.”
Andrew shook his head. “I already told you that no matter what happens, you’ll lose. Your only choice is to stay away from me from now on.”
Aspen’s face grew darker as she selected her second stone. This time, she picked a small but perfectly suited rough stone, one that matched her trained eye.
She had to win this round. After all, it was her last chance to recover, to turn things around.
“Cut it open, please,” Aspen instructed the cutter firmly.
The cutter hesitated, glancing nervously at Andrew’s side. There was clear concern in his eyes. He had sided with Aspen earlier, but he feared the consequences of angering Andrew.
