Autumnfield and Nicholas were both stunned. They never expected Westfield to challenge them to a bet.

"I thought you were only a fool but apparently you've got guts. You dare bet against him? Mr. Arthur is a member of the Meadow Park Mineral Association and has seen more minerals than you have had meals!You actually want to bet against him?" Autumnfield sarcasticallylaughed,regaining his composure.

"What qualifications do you have to think I'd bet against you? You really think highly of yourself!" Nicholas sneered in contempt.

"Five million dollars,” Westfield knew that these people wouldn't be interested unless they saw a substantial reward,so he immediately stated an astonishing price.

“Are you serious?" Nicholas was no longer calm.

"Where'd you get so much money? Stop bluffing and show me!"Autumnfield exclaimed, still in disbelief.

Without explaining, Westfield opened the balance interface of his bank account on his phone and gave Frances a glance.

Shock filled Frances's face!

Westfield shook his head in her direction, telling her not to make a scene.

"I can testify that Spring Town can afford the five million dollars!" Frances took a deep breath and addressed Autumnfield and Nicholas.

"What kind of bet do you want?" Nicholas asked, full of suspicion.

“Let's bet on whether the price of this second stone will rise or fall. I

bet it will fall. I assume you are confident that it wiIl rise, right? Or was it all just a facade?" Westfield stared at Nicholas with a smile.

"Why are you trying to encourage him? He's just a fool!"

"Five million dollars gone just like that. Who's the prodigal spender here?”

The spectators around them immediately began discussing the situation.

"Spring Town, please don't act recklessly!”

Frances also believed that Westfield's actions were too risky and quickly tried to persuade him.

Westfield simply smiled, showing no intention of changing his mind, as if he had great confidence in his judgement.

Westfield's earlier words had cornered Nicholas. If he didn't take the bet, it would only prove his insecurity, as if he were admitting that his confidence was all just a show.

"...Let's bet then. Why should I be afraid of you? Since you want to give me money so badly, then why not? I bet this second stone's price will definitely rise!" Nicholas said, walking over to the cutting table and carefully examining it for a while. Then, he drew a line with a pen, instructing the cutter to cut along the marked position!

At this moment, Frances was in a dilemma, torn between conflicting thoughts.

She didn't want Westfield to lose five million dollars for nothing, and she certainly didn't want the stone she had high hopes for to fail in the bet. If it really failed, it would be a big blow to her!

However, with the second cut about to be made, it would only be a matter of moments...

Soon, the result was revemikerd!! Johnny lboked at the stone slab in disbelief; it was all gray amdl dulll. He sterped forward and repeatedly niped the cut surface wilthh waten:.

However, no matter lonw mmnhh he weskled it, there was no green!Autumnfield and Frances's faces iustantly turned sour. Autumnfield couldn't believe that Nicholas had actually lost thhe bet, while Frances was deeply affected, worrying about hei company's future.

Although losing $800,000 wasn't a significant amount, the main issue mwas that she began to questiion Nicholas's abilities.

"Sorry,it seems that even God is on my side! You lost!" Westfield meminded Nicholas with a smug smile.

You got lucky!" Jovam relurtantly stopped his actions,accepting this fact.

Russell Reyes, do you still want to continue cutting? Maybe the third cut will yield somethimg?' The cutter asked the disheartened Frances.

"Since it's come to this, go ahead and make the cut!" Frances gritted her teeth and decided to make one last gamble.