Chapter 663 Don't Waste Your Raw Stone

The uproar inside the underground casino was deafening. Ashley had never been with such a crowd. With a furrowed brow, she covered Richard's ears so that he wouldn't get scared.

But unexpectedly, Richard still heard it.

Richard just cast a glance at the crowd and curled his lips. Whispering in an innocent tone, he said in Ashley's ear, "There's nothing in there."

Puzzled by what Richard said, Ashley guessed that it must have something to do with his ability to see through gambling stones. He had checked one raw stone just now. Ashley was afraid that Richard couldn't check more because of his condition.

"No more checking. Just close your eyes and rest a bit. Okay?" Ashley told him.

Richard snuggled close to her and replied softly, "Okay."

In a corner of the casino, as the cutter cut the outer layer open, specks of green were exposed. All who were present held their breaths, as if the emerald would be disturbed if they gasped too loudly.

The raw stone was gradually cut open, but it turned out that there was no emerald inside except for the green specks.

Nobody expected this.

Silence reigned. Sad, disappointed or at a loss, no one could really tell.

After a long while, someone finally sighed, "What a false alarm! It's because of the green specks on the surface. I really thought it contained a piece of emerald."

Even the man who cut the stone open was very nervous, his forehead glistened with sweat. The cutter would usually be blamed if he made a little mistake.

"What happened?! Why did it turn out like this? My emerald! Where is my emerald?!"

Unable to stay calm any longer, the owner of the raw stone squeezed through the small crowd and rushed to the cutting master.

"How could that happen? Continue cutting! I don't believe it. How could it turn out like this?! I saw it with my own two eyes. I saw a lot of green in it! Obviously, it's a piece of emerald!"

The stone cutter did not dare say anything and continued to cut the remaining stones slowly and carefully following the owner's demands.

Eventually, the stone was cut into small pieces. Except for the green specks

n't want to part with his job.

This job had become a part of who he was in this life.

He didn't know any other work except to cut raw stones.

So, when Ashley came to him, he told her right away to look for other cutters.

"What's wrong with you, grand old man? Why do you reject a business opportunity?"

Hearing Ashley's delicate voice, the old man couldn't help but look up at her. He only shook his head as his milky eyes found Ashley. 'Ah, just a naive girl who knows nothing, ' he thought silently.

"You'd better go there," the old man said, pointing to the direction of another cutter with his finger. "I am so unlucky that I can't get anything valuable from raw stones anymore. It's better for you not to cut your stone here. I don't want to hear your complaints later on,"

the old man continued, sounding dispirited.

It was very obvious that he had already surrendered to his so-called ill fate.

"No, I won't. No matter what the result is, I won't complain. I bought the stone myself. If I can't get an emerald from it, it's my business. It has nothing to do with you," Ashley insisted.

The old man was taken aback by Ashley's words. Some light glittered in his cloudy eyes. He hadn't heard such warm words in years.

"Hey, young girl. Are you new here? I am personally advising you not to cut your raw stone here. Otherwise, it will only go to waste. You will not get anything valuable!"