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Someone stepped forward to remind Juliet Sterling, "This is the Quinn Family, who specialize in the jade business."
Juliet Sterling had heard of the Quinn Family but was not very familiar with its members.
So this jade is really the same as Felicity Crawford’s?
At this moment, the usually silent Madame Faulkner looked at Mr. Quinn and asked, "With Mr. Quinn’s keen eye, are you certain these two necklaces’ jade stones come from the same piece of jade?"
"Absolutely true!" Mr. Quinn pondered for a moment before he suddenly realized and quickly said, "I remember now! Previously, our Quinn Family handled an imperial emerald jadeite rough stone, it’s this one."
He picked it up and examined it for a while, excitedly exclaiming, "That’s right, it’s been altered; I couldn’t confirm it at first."
Mr. Quinn set down the necklace, looked at Eleanor Sterling, and said, "Miss Sterling, eight million is already quite close to the cost of this jade. Through what channel did you buy it? Do you know someone?"
Eleanor Sterling did not expect that the dealer at her casual purchase was present at the event.
She shook her head and said, "I don’t know anyone."
"Then you must be really good at bargaining! That person was even willing to sell it to you."
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Sterling smiled slightly.
Normally, it wouldn’t have been sold, but because of Felicity Crawford’s connection, the person sold it to her at a low price.
So, does this mean she should thank Felicity Crawford?
Upon hearing this, everyone basically understood what had happened; it was the same piece of jade, yielding several good stones.
Felicity Crawford bought it for a hundred million while Eleanor Sterling purchased it for eight million, almost close to the original price.
Although everyone here is wealthy, money doesn’t grow on trees; in fact, they are even more financially savvy.
Felicity Crawford’s behavior appeared to them as that of a nouveau riche, lacking any consideration for the intrinsic value of items.
Many people whispered amongst themselves.
"It’s truly embarrassing, identical jade, yet such a huge price difference."
"I never thought the Crawford Family was so wealthy, buying a hundred million piece of jewelry on a whim. I remember there’s no one in the business circle from the Crawford Family, right?"
"With such prodigality, what kind of immense wealth would be needed to support Miss Crawford after marrying her?"
"I think Madame Faulkner is also a frugal person; she probably feels pained by those extra millions."
"I must say, Eleanor Sterling is indeed impressive."
"Exactly, how did she manage to buy it for less than a tenth of the price?"
The comments reached Felicity Crawford’s ears, her expression changed repeatedly.
The Crawford Family is certainly not that wealthy.
This money was obtained by Zachary Faulkner through various means, letting her make the purchase to have a personal oversight over the process, allowing her to stand out among the others.
After all, people from the Faulkner Family don’t lack money; gifts from others might even be more expensive.
Yet, unexpectedly, now Eleanor Sterling’s eight million has overshadowed her, making her reputation somewhat unspeakable.
Madame Faulkner lightly sighed, waved her hand to the servants, and said, "Take all these things away."
As the servants were moving things, she frowned and said displeased, "In the future, don’t be wasteful. The Faulkner Family’s wealth wasn’t easy to come by."
Felicity Crawford’s face turned pale instantly.
Even though Madame Faulkner didn’t mention her by name, Felicity Crawford knew it referred to her.
Just a moment ago, Juliet Sterling was full of pride, but now she couldn’t smile anymore, and could only bear her grievances.