The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 312 - 311

Chapter 312: Chapter 311

The store manager was momentarily stunned, then immediately responded, "Yes, we do have it. I’ll go get it for you right now, please wait a moment."

After Isla was satisfied and left with her items.

The store attendant couldn’t help but remark, "Turns out even rich people like to take advantage, it’s really overturned my understanding."

"She’s not a rich person. This necklace is very likely of dubious origin. That’s why I priced it at 49 million, and then he agreed. If it were a proper lady from a well-off family, she would have left long ago."

"Oh~ I see. She carries a whiff of mystery about her, and... she didn’t want to show her face. All the agreements were under confidentiality."

The store manager nodded, "Sometimes I can understand. Every family has its troubles. Still, it’s extraordinary that she managed to get this level of jewelry."

"Yeah, I feel this lady is quite capable. Who could have given it to her, though I think using her usual appearance shouldn’t be an issue, after all... no one knows anyone here."

The store attendant questioned in confusion.

The store manager smacked her lips, "Oh, there’s a big difference. This level of Pigeon Blood Ruby jewelry is famous both nationally and internationally. As for who owned it, who sold it, it can be checked easily."

"I see. Ah, the world of the wealthy is beyond my imagination."

The store manager patted her head, "Beyond imagination? Today, you made a sale with a markup of 150,000, aren’t you happy?"

"Happy, indeed! Tomorrow I’ll treat everyone to milk tea, limitless supply!"

The store attendant was extremely excited.

She’s been here for three years, and it’s her first time making such a big sale.

Plus, their stuff mostly has both a marked price and a selling price.

If this price here is the lowest or highest at 50 million, but you sell at 45 million instead,

This five million difference means you could earn a 10% commission.

Touching on a million just before sure brings an additional ten-thousand commission!

"Alright, do your work well, keep it down. I’ll check the Pigeon Blood Ruby’s background."

The store manager left with the piece of jewelry.

Meanwhile.

Ivy River also received the final payment transferred by Isla.

She slightly smirked as she spoke to Leon Peterson, who was playing games across from her, "The final payment has arrived. Make sure to provide the contract with the final payment fulfilled, so no one blames us if they don’t win the design competition."

"Okay, didn’t I give it before? Giving it again?"

"Yes, she should know I don’t guarantee her placement, and keep all chat records of previous communications and modifications saved to avoid problems."

Ivy knew Isla very well.

If she really couldn’t win, she would definitely come seeking trouble.

"Alright, this woman is aggravating. If there’s no award, she’ll surely come back to us. I’ll prepare a detailed outline then."

Leon Peterson suddenly thought of something, "But, where did Isla get all this money from, Edwin Blake perhaps?"

"Not sure, it’s none of our concern. Whether Edwin gave it or she got it illegally, it’s not my business. To me, only the money matters."

Ivy spoke with indifference.

"But I think it’s unlikely Edwin gave it. Recently, his attitude towards her has been horrible. Maybe she sold off all she had left!"

Ivy chuckled, "Does she still have anything left? Everything Edwin gave her was sold off, now they’re just lying in our storeroom."

"That’s right, just wondering what kind of sweet poison Isla fed Edwin. I’m afraid if you win a prize with her in that competition, she’ll break down, and then Edwin will come after you."

"Then I’ll hit Edwin too."

"Great! Then I’ll be sure to record the entire thing. It’s been long since you’ve acted, kind of looking forward to you versus Isla and Edwin. Oh, how’s that finger of hers?"

Ivy replied, "Not sure yet. From what I saw, there wasn’t an issue, but if she doesn’t care for it properly, it might develop a slight issue. It would look unsightly, but definitely doesn’t affect usability."

"That’s fine then. Otherwise, she might blame us, claiming her hand got worse because of your examination, which would be ridiculous."

"Impossible. We have surveillance there. I specifically chose a VIP room with surveillance. Everyone can see every word and action."

As Ivy finished speaking, Isla’s call came through.

Leon Peterson hung up and continued, "Be cautious, dealing with a woman like her requires special means!"

The phone rang again.

Isla persistently kept calling.

Leon Peterson cursed in frustration, "Damn it, this woman wasn’t urgent for money before, why so anxious now? She’s called several times, it’s so annoying! How she can’t be ignored for long!"

"Pick it up."

Ivy continued to draw her design, which was the Pink Diamond of Mother Wiles. She wished to redesign it thoroughly.

After the call ended, Leon Peterson burst into laughter, "Guess what Isla’s first words were?"

Ivy replied indifferently, "I’ve already transferred the money, did you receive it?"

"Exactly, you even got her tone right. She acts so superior, and even asked me to hurry with the final payment contract, hilarious."

In the next second, Leon Peterson’s laughter halted.

Ivy smiled, "Go clean for Noah Wilson’s house, then pick her up tomorrow."

"No, I won’t go. Noah said I didn’t need to pick her up, what if she tells me to get lost?"

"Then get lost, why tell me? I’m not interested," Ivy continued without breaking her sketching, "Hurry, time’s almost up. Isn’t she already on the plane?"

"Did she not say tomorrow’s flight?"

Ivy looked up, speechless, "It’s tomorrow’s landing, one due to the time difference between domestic and abroad, also she would definitely pick the fastest return option."

Hearing this, Leon Peterson panicked, "I’m going, I’m going, ah time’s too tight, her obsessive-compulsive really is going to kill me."

Ivy leisurely said, "Don’t rush, it’s hard to find a housekeeping aunt this late. Why don’t you do it yourself, save getting beaten tomorrow."

Leon Peterson roared in frustration, "Ahhhh, I can’t stand Cyrus Brown. I can’t bear him! It’s driving me crazy. If it weren’t for him, Noah wouldn’t come back so early, ahhh!"

Ivy chuckled and continued thinking about her bracelet.

...

Flourishing Auction House.

Alexander Hodges grimly eyed the Pigeon Blood Ruby necklace before him.

"I pulled up the afternoon’s surveillance for you, President Hodges. Take a look, it’s this woman. She signed a confidentiality agreement. We didn’t see her face throughout."

Alexander Hodges asked coldly, "Is this from all angles?"

"Yes, we’ve a policy here, so even though she was so cautious we didn’t take it to heart. Is there an issue?"

The manager in charge of Isla’s transaction spoke nervously.

"No issue, just asking. You may leave now."

"Alright."

The store manager bowed and left hastily.

Alexander Hodges directly dialed a number, "Hey, guess what kind of necklace the pawnshop received today?"

Edwin Blake seemed uninterested, "What?"

"Pigeon Blood Ruby, top-notch, identical to yours, and authenticated as real."

Edwin Blake’s tone suddenly turned icy, "Where are you right now?"