Edwin Novel Jewelry Novels & Stories

Her posture was elegant, exuding an air of superiority. Outside the heavy door stood Joey and Adam. When Joey saw Tiffany, she put on the diamond necklace around her neck. “You’re right. This wedding gown lacks a diamond necklace, but it looks much better now.” Cadisen was a well-known diamond luxury brand that sold only top-graded diamonds, and it was known for its extravagant price tags. If others sold the same diamonds for 100,000 bucks, Cadisen would sell for 10 million bucks! They were known for their status and overpriced products.

It began with research. At night, when Adrian drifted to sleep beside him, Evan lay awake, laptop balanced on his knees. He scrolled through jewelers’ websites, examining cut, clarity, band thickness. He compared settings, saved tabs, built a collection of options like a hunter choosing the sharpest weapon. He wasn’t looking for beauty alone—though Adrian deserved that, of course. He was looking for symbolism. Something unbreakable. Something that would sit on Adrian’s hand and scream taken to anyone who saw it. By day, he shifted seamlessly into his CEO mask, his assistant never suspecting that the “investments” he was reviewing were side-by-side comparisons of diamond quality.

"Kieran? You know Susan?" Kieran's expression was stern. "Of course I know her. Susan just won first prize at the International Jewelry Design Awards. She is my honored guest tonight." Jarrold turned to me, comprehension dawning. The international competition had been the talk of the industry. The Jameson Group's own entry had lost. "So you're the founder of Essento Jewelry," he breathed, finally connecting the dots. I offered a cold smile. He'd thought I was just spending his money on shopping sprees, never suspecting I'd used his resources to build my own empire from the ground up.

This kind of man exuded elegance, like a top-tier wine or a precious painting, something that made people unable to resist but not dare to hope to possess. The man's eyes were half-closed, and his right hand lightly rubbed the ring on his left ring finger, as if thinking about something, or maybe nothing at all. Beside him sat a beautifully made-up woman, selecting the precious jewelry in front of her. The jewelry store manager attentively introduced various styles of jewelry to the woman, saying, "Miss, these are all our boutique pieces. I wonder if there is anything you like?" The current popular star, Scarlett Parke, had the backing of Ezra Donovan, the CEO of the well-known Four Seas Cor

She stood wearing an elegant black dress, uniquely designed white gold jewelry around her neck and ring finger-her latest collection that exploded onto the market last week. Nathan stood beside her, wearing a dark gray suit. His hands were casually wrapped around Elena's waist. "This is all thanks to my wife's genius idea," Nathan proudly tells the guests. "Heard that the 'Royal Soul' jewelry collection sold out in three days?" one of the investors asked. Elena smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Yes, I didn't expect the response from buyers to be that great. But of course, I'm already preparing for the second batch." The guests applauded. It was a perfect evening for Nathan and Elena-until the sou

"What's truly a shame is that such a wonderful man ended up with such a terrible wife. If you ask me, Edwin belongs with Esme. They're the perfect match." Esme blushed, nudging Mom shyly before sneaking a glance at Edwin. He lowered his head and sipped his wine. He neither refuted nor agreed. But his answer came during the gift exchange. He presented Esme with a ruby necklace. It wasn't just any necklace. It was his late mother's heirloom. He had told me about it, promising that he would personally place it around my neck on our fifth wedding anniversary. Now, he was placing it around Esme's neck. I watched without a trace of emotion, my heart completely hollow.

Two years back, when Shirley came home from abroad, she gave a Patek Philippe watch to Matthew. Matthew was over the moon, wearing it all the time, even to bed, unless he had to take it off for something big like surgery. However, I just could not figure out who this well-off, polished man was. He caught on to my puzzled look, but instead of getting upset, he just smiled. "I'm Edwin." I froze. Edwin Gordon? How could that be? I remembered Edwin always had those super thick glasses, like the bottom of a beer bottle. He was the kid who did not have much, always eating just bread with margarine, skinny as a stick.

Simon would be heading over after dealing with a couple of things. She arrived at the jewelry store ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, and one of the workers greeted her warmly. “Miss Newton, the designer isn’t here just yet. Why don’t you come in and take a look at our jewelry collection to see if they’re to your taste? It just so happens that the store has a new set of wedding jewelry today.” The worker brought her over to the counter that was displaying some gold ornaments. “Sure, I’ll look around.” Frankly speaking, she was not very interested in jewelry such as diamonds or gold. However, she knew that she had to wear at least one piece on her wedding day.

The thought of that had caused excitement to ripple through her and she had been bubbling with anticipation ever since then. Now aware of what he planned to gift her, she felt compelled to find a gift that would stand out as well. Although she knew nothing would compare to that beautiful necklace, she was still determined to select something special. "What do you think about this diamond watch, ma'am? It's the first edition recently launched by T.A.J Group, the renowned jewelry company in the Country." The female attendant who had been assisting Audrey in shopping for a suitable gift item broke into Audrey's reverie, snapping her from her thoughts.

he said, a mischievous glint in his eye. I rolled my eyes but allowed him to pull me closer to the display. The window was filled with glittering engagement rings, each more extravagant than the last. Diamonds of increasingly ridiculous sizes sparkled under the bright store lights, set in bands of gold and platinum. “See any you like?” Edwin asked. I scanned the rings, but none of them appealed to me. They were all too gaudy, too shiny, too... much. “Not really,” I admitted. “They’re a bit... overwhelming for my taste. I prefer something simpler, I think.”