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    “Youngdy, you might as well admit defeat and apologize to Jax.”


    “Jax’s reputation in this field is untouchable. If you humble yourself, he might just overlook this mistake.”


    “You got lucky with that Rosy Dawn Crystal, but now? You’re just setting yourself up for failure.”


    Even the cutter, who had shown patience until now, hesitated. “Miss, I strongly rmend following standard procedure—starting from the edge would be much safer.”


    Corrine didn’t waver. “No. Cut exactly where I said.”


    Faced with her unwavering resolve, the cutter could only sigh. With a resigned nod, he lowered the de and cut straight through the center.


    Jax’s assistant curled his lips into a sly grin, mischief flickering in his gaze. “Sir, after tonight, people will be raving about your winning streak again.”


    Whenever Jaxpeted, his victories would dominate conversations — at least until the next big event stole the spotlight.


    “No.” Jax exhaled quietly, his eyes darkening. “I am not unbeatable. I have tasted defeat.”


    He had lost before to a young woman.


    And that woman bore an uncanny resemnce to the girl before him now.


    The way she carried herself, her sharp instincts, even the way she chose—it all mirrored the one who had bested him.


    As he was lost in thought, the cutter started to cut Corrine’s chosen stone.


    The de pressed deeper, revealing a rich green glow beneath the surface.


    The green was truly striking!


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    “Keep going,” Jax muttered, his gaze fixed on the stone, intense and unwavering.


    With the second cut, the stone revealed its true nature.


    “It’s ssy variety jade!” someone eximed.


    “Unbelievable! This woman is incredible!” another voice chimed in. “ssy variety jade with this kind of green—what a rare treasure! A once-in-a-lifetime find!”


    “Does she have x-ray vision? Everything she touches turns into gold!” Although the stone Corrine had picked was smaller than Jax’s, its value was just as remarkable.


    She outdid Jax in quality rather than quantity.


    “Youngdy, may I ask who taught you these skills?” Jax asked, his eyes locked on Corrine.


    Corrine offered a small smile, keeping her calm despite the attention. “It’s just something I picked up in my free time.”


    The crowd couldn’t hide their skepticism.


    They might have made mistakes in their choices, but they weren’t fools.


    There was no way someone could have gained such skill—on par with, or even better than Jax’s—by chance!


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