Novel & Cerita Golden I Watch

"I knew that rascal had a Deco, but I had no idea it was a Cartier." I blinked. I hadn't known it was a Cartier diamond either. Not that it mattered to me a whole lot. Willow loved it, Grams had given it to me. That was all the provenance I needed. Ms. Goldie turned to Willow. "You're a lucky lady, missy. Let's see your heart finger." She stuck out her hand. Willow smiled, held out her left hand. Ms. Goldie slid her own fingers down the length of Willow's. "I'd say a seven, but we'll get a tester just to double check. My eyes and touch aren't what they used to be, cursed time."

As soon as this statement comes out, all people in the golden shop focus on Allen, and even the beer belly fat and gorgeous women just turned to look at him. "What did you say? You want to buy it?" The saleswoman looked at Allen in a shock. "This is a Golden statue with white jade, worth 35 million! You can't afford tens of thousands of jewelries. How can you afford it?" Others also look at Allen with the same judging eyes. The fat beer belly at the door turned back, and looked at Allen with a sneer. "Boy, you can really pretend! You can't afford anything. How can a poor boy dare to buy it? "

Whatever it is, I am craving to know. Damn. I felt like I have some psychological problem. “Miss, I said I’m sorry,” he repeated impatiently. I woke up from my thoughts and looked at my phone he was holding. I didn’t notice it slip from my hand when I fell. As I was reaching my phone, I noticed his watch. And I almost choked on my saliva. It was a very rare vintage Rolex watch with skull on sacred crown silver strap. He paired it with a designer’s twined anchor leather bracelet. The watch’s design might be disturbing but god! That customized watch costs lots of money! He really is something!

Things Darius had never worn—he didn’t care for flash—but he’d kept them all. Her eyes landed on a gold Rolex, heavy, flawless, practically glowing under the light. She picked it up, inspecting the polished face. Ten million dollars—maybe more. It would do. She exited the study with the watch in hand, walking back toward the front entrance. As she neared the grand double doors, her steps slowed. The Westwoods were outside, packing up their lives.

which was written in golden letters on a dark green box. Inside was a Rolex oyster perpetual cosmograph Daytona 18k yellow gold men's wristwatch that was impressive with golden and deep green colors, and it sparkled in a way that told Talia it's expensive beyond belief. "What do you think? Will Drake like it?", Mindy asked. "The watch is beautiful. I'm sure he will like it.", Talia said honestly. "Great!", Mindy exclaimed with glee. "I'm glad you think it's beautiful because you have a matching one."

It was the most beautiful watch I’d ever laid my eyes on. “Frankie ..” I breathed. He grinned, taking it out of the box. “It’s a Rolex Submariner .. white gold. But it’s vintage and the um .. place I got it basically put two watches together.. to make this one.” He said. The striking blue watch face contrasted with the white gold in a way that made it so gorgeous it almost hurt to look at it. I immediately started crying again .. and held out my arm for Frankie to put it on. Then I hugged him tightly.

She was probably still with Maya. I glanced at the bag Killian gave me. Tempting… but first, comfort. I slipped into something more relaxed—my nightwear—and crawled into bed. Then, I opened the bag. My breath caught. Inside was a sleek brown wristwatch and a matching gold necklace. Not just any gold—this looked like something out of a designer magazine. Rich, shiny, expensive. My fingers trembled slightly as I held it up to the light. My heart was thudding again.

Once inside, she took a deep breath, steadying herself. She changed into her nightgown, then opened the drawer of her nightstand, intending to check on her black book. To her relief, it was still there, untouched. But beside it, a small velvet-colored jewelry box caught her eye. Frowning, she picked it up, her pulse quickening as she opened it. Inside was a golden wristwatch, gleaming in the dim light. The design was unmistakable—the Graff Diamonds Hallucination, a watch worth over fifty millions.

ARIANNA: "Edith, give me back my watch!" I called out and went to snatch the golden piece from her hand. But she had already worn it before I could collect it. My eyes widened at the golden watch strapped around Edith's wrist. Even though it had been four years, the watch still glowed like it was newly bought. "Oh my goodness, Arianna! This is original gold. How much did you get it for? I love it!" Edith asked, blushing as she admired the watch.

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a