Chapter 141 The Real Blood Jade
“Because you’re pretty! You’re attractive and capable, and you handle things swiftly and efficiently!” Daniel’s response made Brittany stomp her foot in frustration again.
“Jessica, look, he’s bullying me!”
“He’s just asking you to get a couple of bottles of water. How is that bullying? You’re
being so dramatic! Just go get it!”
Feeling aggrieved yet without a choice, Brittany huffed and puffed her way to the buffet area and brought back two bottles of water.
“Here you go, country bumpkin. I want to see how you’re going to turn these worthless black charcoals into Blood Jade worth millions. If you can’t do it, you’ll
learn what cruelty really is!”
Instead of taking the water bottles from Brittany, Daniel instructed her, “Just twist off the caps and pour the water over my hands, that’ll do.”
Brittany’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You’re telling me to serve you, a country boy?”
“We’re colleagues, aren’t we? We should help each other out! Hurry up, don’t dilly- dally. If you’re not willing, then I guess I’ll have to ask Jessica to do it.”
“Jessica, Jessica! Is she your mom or something? You go running to her for every little thing. Are you even a man? All you do is complain to Jessica like a little whiny
cat!”
Despite her grievances, Brittany had no leverage over Daniel. So, reluctantly, she twisted off the bottle caps and did as Daniel had asked. As Daniel rubbed the two pieces of charcoal together under the flowing water, a dark ink–like dirty water quickly pooled on the ground. When the char washed away, the pieces turned a bright red, resembling two bloody hearts.
Nicholas was dumbfounded. “Is this really Blood Jade? And it’s the highest quality!
The whole piece looks like it’s got fresh blood flowing through it.”
Nicholas delicately accepted the Blood Jade from Daniel, gently caressing the
stones, feeling their quality with his fingertips. The texture of the Blood Jade was as
smooth and silky as a young girl’s skin, extremely slick and moist.
Andrew was stunned. With an incredulous expression, he couldn’t believe his eyes. Refusing to accept the reality, he asked Henry, “Henry, is this really Blood Jade?”
Though Henry didn’t want to admit it, the truth was staring him in the face, and to deny it would be tantamount to lying especially since he was considered the top appraiser in Florida.
“Well, Andrew, it does look like Blood Jade, and its quality seems quite exceptional as well. However, whether this piece of Blood Jade is worth ten million, that depends. You see, Blood Jade is different from other jade. Once extracted from its raw form, its color will change. I know of a tycoon who paid fifty million for a top- quality Blood Jade but didn’t store it properly. In under a decade, all the blood red
color disappeared and turned into a plain white jade. Its value plummeted, and in the end, the tycoon, after all his efforts, sold it off for a mere million. Just like that, he lost
forty–nine million!”
Henry conceded the authenticity of the Blood Jade but added this story with a clear
intent to intimidate Nicholas,