Aspen felt a sharp, burning pain on her face.

Christina was stunned too, unable to believe the sudden turn of events. Aspen had opened such a good gem, so how could she still lose?

"Fine, I'll admit defeat for the first round," Aspen said, her voice cold as she could not bear the eyes of the crowd anymore. "Andrew, do you dare to go for another round?"

Andrew waved her off. "There's no need to hurry. I'll deal with things first."

Right in front of Aspen and everyone else, Andrew casually gathered Aspen's green tourmaline and his own rare red spinel and handed them to Francesca.

Francesca blushed. "Andrew, I can't carry these."

"It's fine. They're ours anyway. Just keep an eye on them. Don't let anyone steal them."

Francesca beamed, nearly bursting with excitement. These were two high-quality gems—though she was not an expert, she knew they were worth a fortune.

Nonetheless, it was not about the money. What mattered was that Aspen, that nasty woman, had lost to Andrew—sh