I swirled my glass gently, taking a small sip.
"Thank you."
Dolores smiled softly as she accepted it, casually showing off the Paraiba tourmaline bracelet on her wrist.
"Is that a Paraiba? The 'emperor' of tourmaline," Cyrus noted, his gaze fixed on the bracelet.
Dolores glanced down at it, feigning indifference.
"Oh, this? I don't know much about these things. Just picked it up for fun."
"There was another one at the auction that looked similar, so I bought both."
She said it lightly, like money meant nothing to her.
"A stone like that can cost millions per carat," Cyrus replied, testing the waters. "A piece that size is worth tens of millions, and this quality is rare—hardly seen at regular auctions."
Dolores fiddled with the bracelet, her tone airy and amused.
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