No Experience, Charging Ahead Brashly

Cynthia turned to look at him, expressionlessly taking off her gloves. "Feels like I've been swindled," she said, a hint of unmistakable disappointment in her tone. She had thought this item would be a rare treasure, but now it seemed like a loss-making deal no matter how she looked at it. Even though Cynthia grew up in the Quinn family, living a life of luxury, she was still a businesswoman, focused on gaining profits from her investments. If this crown didn't bring the expected value and surprise, it meant she had incurred a loss. That was a hundred billion! Although it wasn't her own money spent, thinking about it still made her feel somewhat annoyed.

"Not a loss," Tristan, with a deep gaze, assessed the crown on the table.

Cynthia's eyes brightened. "Have you figured something out?"

Tristan gazed at her tenderly, then chuckled and shook his head. "There should be a secret hidden in this crown; you just need to slowly explore it."