Winter slowly turned toward the old man and found him staring fixedly on her chest.


    She became nervous and tightened her cor in response–could he be some pervert?


    Frank turned when he heard the old man’s voice, and frowned when he saw what the old man was


    doing.


    Kurt hurried back to the old man right then. “Is there a problem, Mr. Looman?”


    Iker Looman was actually a famous jeweler based in Riverton. It would be bad if word got out, what


    with the way Iker was staring at Winter.


    Iker, however, ignored Kurt and hurried to Winter’s side. “Miss, may I ask where you got that pendant


    from?”


    Winter lowered her eyes in turn to nce at the pendant before her chest.


    “Mr. Lawrence gave it to me for my birthday,” she said, turning toward Frank.


    Kurt then introduced Iker. “Mr. Lawrence, this is Iker Looman, the second eldest son of Riverton’s


    Loomer family. He’s a famous jeweler in this region.”


    In fact, he was just taking shop with Iker, only to be surprised by the geezer’s… tastes.


    “Mr. Looman, this is Frank Lawrence, a healer working here in Riverton,” Kurt then said, hesitating for a


    while since he had no idea what Frank’s titles were.


    “Oh, it’s Mr. Looman?” Zeb hurried toward Winter in response as well. “Hello, I’m Zeb Larkin -my


    father owns Zeb Trust, and it’s a great honor to meet you…”


    Iker, however, had turned around and ran up to Frank, leaving Zeb standing there awkwardly. “Sir, may


    I ask where you procured that emerald pendant? Would you be willing to sell it to me?” Iker then asked


    eagerly.


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    While Frank had a bad impression of the old man, he hesitated for a while and said, “I bought it, of


    course. However, I also gave it off as a gift–if you want to buy it, you shouldn’t be asking me.”


    In the end, the pendant was now Winter’s, and she got to decide if she would sell it.


    Iker promptly turned back to Winter.


    “Miss, are you going to sell it? I’ll pay you…” He trailed off for a moment as he thought of a number.


    “Thirty million dors.”


    The pendant was itself worth twenty million, but he would pay that much just to seal the deal.


    Winter r was still brushing her fingers over the pendant, and froze right then.


    Did the old man really just offer her thirty million for the pendant?


    And how could it be worth that much? Was Blondie not insisting that it was just some dor store item?


    “What?! Thirty million dors?!”


    Around her, the other students‘ jaws could drop.


    They were already envious of Winter’s good looks and perfect grades, and now her sudden wealth!


    Were they not all just students of modest roots? How the hell was Winter suddenly a millionaire?


    Naturally, Zeb was pursing his lips in disbelief. “A–Are you sure, Mr. Loomer? That pendant is worth


    thirty million?”


    His family’s worth only amounted to twenty million at best, although that still qualified him as a rich


    kid among his peers.


    And yet, or had him beat with just a pendant!


    Still, Iker was stroking his beard as he sighed. “If I’m not mistaken, the pendant is the work of


    a master sculptor based here in Riverton. On top of that, the emerald is of the finest quality- that makes


    it totally worth thirty million.”


    “Oh…” Winter murmured in astonishment.


    So Frank was never joking around–his present was really worth tens of millions!


    Even Kurt was studying Winter just then.


    Giving a present worth thirty million just like that? She was definitely not just a ‘sister‘ to Frank


    Lawrence!