Novel & Cerita El Coleccionista

Before he could shift or shout, a heavy sack was thrown over his head, and he was dragged back into the stalls. By the time Cole returned to the gala floor, Jane was poring over the auction catalog. "These earrings are elegant, but this anklet..." She pointed to a rose-gold piece adorned with shimmering rubies. "It’s breathtaking. Every female in the territory would kill for something that delicate." Cole had no interest in trinkets. He was only here to secure an ancient relic for his father's upcoming birthday. But when Jane thrust the brochure toward him, he froze.

The host didn't expect it to go this way, just about to intervene. Amelia's voice rang out again, "Mr. Duarte got angry and tried to use his status to intimidate people?" "For item number 2, there is detailed documentation. The famous collector Mr. Terrell Cain, back in '92, spent five thousand dollars on a Rococo enamel snuffbox, then auctioned it off. The item changed hands several times before returning to the National Museum." "Mr. Duarte, as a professor in the relevant field, hasn't read it?"

It was the signature of the original owner of this body, a final, haunting performance from a ghost I was desperately trying to outrun. As the ink dried, Huo Yan let out a soft, satisfied breath. It was the sound of a collector acquiring a rare, priceless piece for his private gallery. "Excellent," he murmured, picking up the contract and tucking it back into the folder with an air of absolute finality. "Welcome to the production of The Serpent's Coil. Your driver is waiting. You'll be taken to the estate." "The estate?" I asked, my mind still struggling to process the whiplash of the last ten minutes.

I am secretary to my boss Michael, he has high self-esteem, he was also a cold and ruthless billionaire boss, and is loyal to his girlfriend. I once spied on them having a good time, it was intentional at first but I just couldn’t leave. He didn’t mix work with pleasure, they just had a short go that day.

“Try me. Or I’ll make sure you regret every fucking breath you’ve ever taken.” The man flinched. “Okay, okay! The boss… he’s just a middleman. He handles the… the acquisitions. The real boss, the one who runs the show, she’s known as ‘The Collector.’ Nobody sees her. Nobody knows her name.” “Acquisitions?” Marcus scoffed, stepping closer. “What the hell are you acquiring?”

I never want to go to the days where we would be in the middle of the grocery store to her screaming 'hey mom there are those fucking watermelons. "I know. Some anonymous collector loved my oceanic collection. He bought one several months ago but when he came in today, the curator told him that I happen to be in. He's a Russian businessman that says my paintings remind him of his late mothers. He wants me to do more and message him to see if he is interested." "That's incredible Lisa. I'm so proud of you." I hug my sister with such enthusiasm that my panic and heartache from earlier nearly vanish.

I said softly, my voice thick with emotion. I gestured to the walls, to the photo on the desk. "David... you kept all of this? Even the small stuff?"He walked toward me, not bothered by his state of undress. He looked at the photo, then back at me. "I told you. You were the only reason I bothered coming into that office. Every time I had to make a hard decision, every time the Board or my Father pushed me to be someone I wasn't, I’d look at these. They reminded me that integrity actually exists.""Now you see the full extent of the obsession. Are you running for the hills yet?""No," I whispered, stepping into his space, the heat from his shower still radiating off him. "I'm just realizing th

Cole asked casually, then paused for a while before he added, “What about Elegance Jewelry Company? I know your mother was a professional jeweler, and you got your certification too, right? I think you’d be a good fit.” I froze, staring at him in shock. “Elegance Jewelry Company? The world-class jewelry company…?!” Hearing the disbelief in my voice, Cole glanced at me, his expression still calm. “Is that company so excellent?” I couldn’t believe how nonchalant he sounded. “Of course, it’s excellent! Elegance is the top jewelry design company in the entire industry. Designers dream of working there. Don’t be so modest, Cole.”

He gritted, “ His greed nearly cost me a shipment last time.” “And yet,” Domenico pressed, sliding the card into his coat pocket. “He’s the only man who can trace Rafael’s buyers. This is how we cut off this pest, do it, call him.” “Call who?” Aria’s face pulled into confusion, “I mean, if he’s that good then maybe you should call him. But who is he?” Lucian let out a soft exhale, “Gianni Calogero, II collezionista” (The collector)

“what for is this underground Jeoff? Do you know The exorcist? They also have this and all the mysterious happenings happens here.” “Do you want me to do that to you?” My looks tells her something and Lily just kept quiet. I get near a shelf and pulled a board that I never played into.Juan Carlos’ gift to me when we were kids and he is boasting that it is the first edition of their company. Though , I get the idea there that collectable pieces can make a company so rich. This is so dusty because I don’t use this often. I get near Lily.