Diamond In The Rough Synonym Novels & Stories

The big chunks of diamonds twinkled like stars against the black surface. Atarah took her seat opposite him and watched as he counted the rocks. She remembered their first encounter five years ago. It was the King’s 55th birthday, and a grand ball was held to honor his excellency. Everyone from the neighboring kingdom was invited, including Antares. The politics were set aside for one day as the Royalties greeted each other in their expensive dresses and drank rare wines.

Ruby is not comparable to diamond, but in terms of gems, it is also on a different level. "I'm looking for Mr. James, he's my cousin." He smiled and said, “I begged him to cut the stone for me. Ha ha, you also told me the exact price of this Anyolite. If you want more, I'll take it out for you to see!"

she sneered while looking down on me. Honestly, those words made me a little insecure, but I tried to look calm as I took a glass of wine from a butler who approached me. I shook the glass as I said, "I remember of words I once read ..." "..." "... a diamond will always be a diamond even in mud, but a shit will always be a shit even when adorned with luxury ..." After saying that, I saw Olivia's expression change. Her face was more tense than before, and I even saw that her grip on her glass seemed to tighten.

Uncle Ten only shook his hand and thought to himself that his wife was truly a good liar. For a low-class people like them, it’s not every day that they could meet a person with a powerful aura like that guest. A beautiful woman that also had money, of course, they would secretly admire her. His wife was just too nervous to speak with the guest. Sierra walked along the street and tried to search for a shop to sell her diamond. When she finally found it, she didn’t hesitate and present her rough diamond right away to the attendant. The attendant was an old man and his face was kind of cunning. He took out his magnifying glass and carefully analysed it, even rubbed it a couple of times before

“Especially Silver.” “That’s the truth,” Kansas chimed in. “The man is a diamond, but you gotta look pretty hard to see the sparkle, doll.”

"It will be a surprise, but I may ask you about different ideas on things. Maybe I can show you a few and have you pick? I want you to approve completely." "Of course darling, I will be glad to help. Just an idea, but maybe you might think of a rose diamond... Just an idea of course." "Actually, Daddy, the word 'rose' has two meanings for diamonds. Rose-color diamonds are formed with more age and pressure than white diamonds, they are rarer so they are more valuable. On the other hand, any diamond can have a rose-cut. These are flat on the bottom with a dome-like shape of triangular facets, like 12 or 24, coming to a shallow point."

5 rating real? Inside, Reid fumed. It was like a diamond in the rough, mistaken for worthless junk. He felt the thrill of discovering a gem, surrounded by idiots who couldn’t see its value.

“A fine? It’s not a damn speeding ticket! You would accuse me of theft. I figured, since you gathered all that information for the feds, you would know the difference between a felony and a misdemeanor. Your phone is worth what?” “I don’t know; it’s a custom case. Like half a million, I think.” I replied. The design, named Diamond Snowflake, features tiny white gold and 18 carrot diamonds. It’s really pretty. From a brand called Caviar. They're really hard to get, but Daddy pulled some strings for me.

‘I mean you look great. ‘So do you,’ she countered. 'You’re a very attractive man.’ ‘Yeah, I’ve been told. But I’m not in your class.’ ‘What does that mean?’ ‘I’m just ... what did your blonde friend call me? Rough trade?’ Clare thought she might be blushing. She was glad the lights were so low. ‘She didn’t mean that.’ ‘Yeah, she did. And it’s true. Mind you, I'd prefer to call meself a rough diamond.’ He grinned. ‘Still don’t explain why you’re here.’

A look of sympathy? "No... I believe they said it right..." The man finally broke his silence. "You could say I mine for diamonds.... And you ... I don't mean to sound unreasonable. I'm sure you're a great woman, but this is an industry based on looks... And you just don't have it... You could call my family diamond miners... And you my dear are a rock in a stone quarry... You're not one in a million, you're one of a million." 'Ouch.' Collen flinched hearing these words. Though you could claim he had stated it tactfully, at the same time there was no worse way of saying 'You're average.' Saying such a thing was just cruelty, stated in a pleasant tone at best.