Novel & Cerita Cintaku Berlian 22 Karat

Jada and Marilou were checking out the stores and the show list, leaving Carl and Brayden alone. “Hey, Man, check this out!” Carl said, showing him a diamond ring with a 1/2carat diamond encircled with smaller diamonds and diamonds around the band. It was a total 1 carat on a white gold band. Brayden admired the ring and complimented him on the choice. “So, you’re gonna take the plunge, huh?” Brayden asked. “Yeah, I’m going into the deep water, Brother,” Carl said, smiling and looking at the ring how the lights of the ship reflected in it.

The manager explained and I almost shit my pants as my lips parted in surprise. It took everything in me not to scream.. The necklace wasn't that big and his features weren't exaggerated… It looked more simple with tiny stones embroidered on it meticulously… “Next….” Damian stared at the Manager with boring eyes… The shop attendants brought forward the next piece of jewelry. “ This magnificent work of art called “L'Incomparable” was created by Mouawad in 2013. “L'Incomparable” resembles a vine with the stones imitating the leaves attached to the stem. Its main stone is a brown-yellow diamond that weighs 407.48 carats. In addition to another 35 round diamonds, 27 pear-shaped diamonds, 9 heart

It had only been over five years since Esme's death. If only she knew. "Of course," Rossi said smoothly, though I caught the glance he exchanged with his wife. "Please, follow us." They led me through the main showroom into a private vault, a room reserved only for elite clients. Inside were million-dollar rings, each one flawless and extravagant. Rossi pointed to a massive diamond solitaire. "Five carats, flawless clarity. Three-point-two million. Bold and stunning, a true statement piece." Suraya lifted another. "Six-carat emerald cut with side stones. Four million. Classic, timeless. No woman could say no to it."

His tattooed arms folded across his chest, giving him more the appearance of a biker than a jeweler. “Hard to source?” I asked. “Oh, I can find it. But are you sure you want to use your mother’s ring? I could melt it down and make something new with the gold,” he suggested. I shook my head firmly, and Dion sighed. “Well then, get your wallet ready. Serendibite costs eighteen thousand dollars a carat. The earliest I can have it delivered is six weeks, and I’ll need to cut it to fit. So far, I’ve only managed to find it raw,” he explained.

Inside a black velvet box was a unique ring, gleaming with a red gemstone as precious as any treasure and circled by 520 tiny diamonds glittering in the light. Each diamond was meticulously chosen to ensure a perfect fit within the setting. This red gem stood alone in its splendor, unmatched anywhere else in the world. Its worth was astronomical—over $3 billion in Venturian currency.

The intricate platinum setting was adorned with delicate filigree, adding to the ring's fire and brilliance. As I gazed at the ring I felt a surge of emotions, knowing it was just for the revenge plan, no commitment, no love. I glanced at Mack, my gaze softened. The 2_carat, round brilliant diamond was a treasured possession, one that I would cherish for a lifetime.

I can’t tell if it’s just for fashion or not. “Good taste, Ma’am. These has full of diamonds and it is limited edition.” The sales lady said. “The Cullinan Dream, $25.3 million. This is 24.18-carat fancy intense blue diamond and was discovered in 2014 in the storied South African Cullinan mine. The mine is famous for producing some of world’s most historic stones, including the Cullinan I, which is now housed in the Tower of London as part of the Crown Jewels of England.” The sales lady added as she explained it’s origin. I could see Blaire amused in it’s origin.

“Something valuable?” “Very. It is a safe, containing a 39.8-carat fine-cut diamond, some smaller sapphires, and two large, pear-shaped pearls weighing 55 carats. I originally wanted those gemstones to make a tiara for Rivena to wear on our wedding.” Aurora let out a small gasp. It sounded like this single shipment was worth millions of dollars. And not to mention its significance…Lance needs it for his wedding. “I am going down there,” she said firmly.

“How about this? How many carats is this diamond?” Kaze saw a diamond pendant. It was not particularly exquisite but it was designed like an angel, which could easily capture attention. “The diamond here is two carats and it’s encased with platinum. It’s a perfect gift for your girlfriend, but not so much for a normal friend.” The shopkeeper then scrutinized Kaze and noticed his outfit. She could not move her gaze away from him, especially his frame and matching suit. He looked like a life-size mannequin with perfect proportions.

Expensive. Her eyes went wide. "Kang, what is—" "Something I've been waiting to give you." I opened it. Watched her face. Cataloged her reaction. Her gasp. Her wonder. Her awe. The necklace was a masterpiece. A single diamond. Twenty carats. Flawless. D color. Internally perfect. Cut to catch every bit of light and throw it back like fire. Set in platinum. Surrounded by smaller diamonds—black diamonds—creating a halo of darkness around the brilliant center. Like a star in the void. Like light consumed by shadow.