Novel & Cerita All That Glitters Gold

The recording kept playing while Mom's chest heaved with rage. She really didn't expect this—not from her so called golden child. "Katerina Kovarik, you better explain this right now! That $500,000—was I just being stingy?" "Didn't I give it all to you?! What, did my money just vanish into thin air?!" Her voice shook. "I'm telling you, if you won't take me back to Amiraka, then GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK!" Mom shoved her hand in Katerina's face, yelling.

Three dots appeared instantly. Mia: 'I was just about to go to sleep, but for you? I can stay up. Send it over, Reynolds.' A smile....a real, genuine smile....broke across my face for the first time that night. It turns out, all that glitters really isn't gold. Sometimes, it's just cheap plating over a hollow center. And sometimes, the real gold is the girl sitting in the training room, waiting for you to notice she's been there all along.

From the bed, Sugar whispered loudly on purpose, “Goodnight, Goldie. Dream of emerald tiaras and Alpha abs.” I threw the emerald tiara at the wall.

It only made the storm inside me worse,. “You think I don’t see through you?” I spat, the words sharp and practised. I needed to remind myself who she was. “Marrying me was just your ticket. Admit it. You got what you wanted: my name and my money. Isn’t that what gold diggers dream of?” I watched for the flinch,. I wanted to see her crumble under the weight of the truth,. Instead, she straightened her spine, her expression shifting from exhaustion to a cold, trembling fury,.

He locked the doors on me like that would hold me. I stood there, patiently watching his car drive far into the distance and vanish in the rising sun. The instant the aura of his power stopped syncing with mine, I turned around and made for the door. I blew it right open, rushing out. Within minutes I was back where I saw that treasure chamber and I had broke open the lock. There was gold everywhere. Chunks of gold the size of the head of a small wolf. They were all just laying around like decorations. It was a glimmering room of beauty but for the first time in entire life I didn’t care about money.

I pushed the door open, and the noise inside the room came to an abrupt halt. Seeing my pale face, Claire Musk looked annoyed. "So what if I didn't give you thirty dollars? Who are you trying to scare with that expression, like you're attending a funeral? You're just like those gold-diggers—reeking of greed and utterly vulgar!" Hearing these insults with my own ears, I felt nothing at all. Not anger. Not sorrow. Not even disappointment. When Claire walked toward me, I calmly took a step back—avoiding the nauseating scent clinging to her, a mixture that clearly belonged to another man.

She deliberately touched the necklace lovingly with her fingers, showing it off clearly right directly in front of my face. "Do you like my necklace, Alessandra?" Chloe asked mockingly and sweetly, tilting her head sideways arrogantly, enjoying every single second of what she believed was my pain and defeat. "Lucas gave it to me yesterday… he told me he bought it years ago, but he never really liked seeing it on someone else. He said it looks perfect, much better, and much more beautiful on me than it ever looked on anyone else… don't you agree?"

The second person, who was standing over her head, made a cut on Akshara's finger and collected it in the glass bowl and added some other liquids to examine the effect. Akshara could barely see what was happening above her head and what they were trying to do was mysterious but still, she protested in all the ways she could. The liquid poured into the glass bowl turned its colour from red to gold. The third female said after examining the effect of liquid, “Virgin… but the liquid turned to gold.” Apart from the shouting of Akshara, the trio of females discussed something about the test results of turning gold. Akshara’s ear keenly noted some of their whispers, “If it’s gold, there is only on

Señor Ramirez boomed. Drago ignored him and stared at the Golden Leaf in awe. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his face serious and focused. “2…2…1…2,” he whispered. Golden sparkles burst out as the Leaf glowed more intensely, its glimmering rays almost blinding us. Drago smiled in triumph. He reached his hand out and gently lifted the Golden Leaf from its position. There were a few moments of silence as our breaths were snatched away by the sheer elegance and majesty of the extraordinary object.

Flash after flash illuminated the room as we posed with other attendees, soaking in the limelight and reveling in the moment. Amidst the crowd, Aunt Serene, beckoned me over. Her elegant gown shimmered in shades of emerald green, reflecting her timeless grace. She introduced me to several famous brand ambassadors, their names whispered in awe: Jacob Barnes, the iconic face of luxury watches; Isabella Martinez, renowned for her ethereal beauty and grace; and James Sullivan, a charismatic influencer with a magnetic smile.