Novel & Cerita Everything That Glitters Isn't Gold

Just as I finished, my mother shoved my head on the glass wall again as she kept hollering, "Dream on! I designated Harold as my heir last year already! Whoever he marries will inherit the company with him!" Though everyone was stunned by her words and regarded Harold with even more admiration, that was when an elderly but strong voice boomed in the gala hall behind us, "Quincy Waltz! I dare you to say that again!"

The chandelier, a monstrosity of crystal and gaudy gold, dripped light like honey, coating everything in a syrupy sheen of wealth. I took a sip of my lukewarm champagne, the bubbles doing little to soothe the acid churning in my stomach. "Gilded cage," I muttered under my breath, the phrase feeling particularly apt. This whole scene, this extravagant charade, was a cage built of borrowed money and desperate hopes, and my family were willingly locking themselves inside.

The entirety of his lottery winnings could not allow him to even buy this first piece of jewelry. Naturally, he could not just say he had no money after boasting like that, so he said, “I’ve never liked diamonds. They feel so cold and emotionless, you know? Haven’t you seen it on TV? Gold is forever! Its eternal brilliance makes it my preferred kind of luxury.” The shopgirl smirked. “I’m afraid TV might have lied to you about that, sir!” She mocked him. “Diamonds are forever, sir. Once created, they live forever.”

Gold is beautiful. It shines like the sun, it never tarnishes, and the whole world chases it. But standing here, buried under layers of silk, lace, and diamonds, I realized one cruel truth. Gold makes the strongest chains. And right now, I was walking willingly into mine.

"Gavin, some things, once broken, stay broken. Even if you glue them back together with gold, they're still broken." I dusted off my hands and turned to leave. "And a love that's been tainted," I stopped at the door, delivering the final blow, "is like a diamond that's fallen in the sewer. No matter how precious it once was, it's covered in filth. And I'm not digging through shit to get it back."

she spelt out. I smiled, looked down and raised my head high, “hey baby girl, not all that glitters are gold… this is another easy job and I am going to do it to get what I want” I took a deep breath and rolled two fingers towards her, as I said, “come closer”

Don't be blinded, all that glitters isn't gold. Well well well, we have all seen how this two couples life is going to be, it is not going to be all mushy and blah blah blah... but only time will tell right.. don't think you already know the end of this book it is twisted... and after now don't think you still know how it will end cause Like i said it is twisted. Just keep voting, commenting and sharing. I love you guys so much... 🥰🥰🥰... Kizzez🥰🥰

Gold's life is like a dream. Admittedly, his social status in life boosts his ego. As stated, Gold loves hearing compliments from anyone—he loves it when people tell him that his life is like a dream. He loves it when they say he's a pretty boy. He loves it when they say that he has such wonderful and hardworking parents. He loves it. He loves everything that boosts his ego, and maybe, that is the very reason why he hates falling short.

"Don't be so mean huh. At Least I'm far better than your pretentious friend huh. I am open like a book and my intentions are known to all…" "Is that supposed to be your question?" Lily interrupted, not interested in her rants and balderdash. Now she is trying to rope her best friend into her rubbish. "Well, I was going to ask a question but I guess you are not in the mood for it. Then, I will just leave you with saying...All that glitters isn't gold…Soon you will thank me. I will leave now." "Be sure to leave this house too. Your stay has long expired!" Lily yelled behind her. What on earth will make her be grateful to someone like her. She hissed.