The Heart of the King ruby, encrusted with a 407-carat diamond, suddenly hit the floor, and the crisp sound of the diamond falling could be heard clearly by everyone. In just an instant, the entire three-story exhibition hall fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the hall were focused on the few people at the very center. Sun Mengqi, a top saleswoman with a 95-percent rating for her beauty, had turned deathly pale, as if she had just plummeted from heaven into hell. Her eyes were vacant, and even the vitality seemed to drain from her.
The middle-aged socialite who had been standing close by subconsciously stepped back two paces, as if fearing any association with the incident. The possessively graceful woman's complexion also shifted several times.
The composed middle-aged man who had been attentively following the development of the situation from the perimeter took his first hurried breath.
