Jewelry Doctor Novelas e Histórias

He’s exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes, and needs to go to sleep. “I love it. It’s beautiful. And having my Nana’s diamonds in it makes it even more special.” “It also made it possible for me to get you a bigger center stone,” he jokes. “It’s massive.” “Yep. I know,” Jim says, nodding. “Oh, you were talking about the ring?” “Hah, and yes to the ring, but that other thing is massive too.” “I wanted to get you something fitting for a doctor’s wife,” he jokes.

Dannie asked. The guy shook his head. “The one on the poster does. It’s twenty-two carat gold. This is platinum. This one actually retails for more than thirty.” I felt my knees turn to jelly at that instant. “You can trust me on this. I heard you mention Mr. Van Woodsen? He’s been buying jewelry from us at least once a month. I heard his mother is quite a collector of diamonds.” He winked and something in his look made me feel like he thought I was damn lucky to be receiving a ring from Mr. Van Woodsen.

The driver said, thus pulling me out of my trance, I looked out of the window, we were in the centre of the city. “Please, take me to the J&J Jewellery Shop.” I instructed him. It was one of the most expensive jewellery shop in the city and most of the rich people buy ornaments from them because they sell limited edition. I want to gift Tristan something as he has his birthday after two days. Half an hour later, I was at the shop, the staff took me inside with respect, the shop manager herself greeted me. No doubt the whole city knows me. “Ma’am, we have the extraordinary and limited edition of rings and necklaces which we’ll launch in the winter sale but for you, we can show it exclusively

It was stunning. “Excellent choice, sir,” the jeweler said. “And thank you for bringing me the ring size so it can be adjusted accordingly, since you mentioned she’s pregnant.” “Yes,” Jalen replied. “I did.” “This piece is one of a kind,” the jeweler added. Jalen smiled as he handed over a check for an obscene amount of money. “I’ll be back for the matching band. You can start making it now.” He also picked up the earrings to match.

Christine said while she closely observed his reaction. In an instant, Marty's eyes sparkled as though his eyes contained all the stars in the universe. Christine was bedazzled by his silver eyes that stared so intently into her own. “Thank you babe,” Marty said and lifted her into his arms, then brought her to the bathroom. One hour later, when both of them got dressed, the butler told Marty that the jeweler from La Perle Company had arrived. They’re the biggest jeweler in the country and it’s one of the subsidiaries of Marty’s business conglomerate.

She did not know much about diamonds, but the diamonds on Lori's heels seemed blindingly bright and not at all fake. Lola's face, however, slowly began to pale. She had studied jewelry design and was in charge of Chandier Jewelry. She did not inspect the shoes as they were meant for Lori, but with what Catelyn had said, she took a closer look and realized that something was off, but it was already too late.

Not because it would change anything between them, but because if there was truth in what Patrick and Adaeze had claimed, he wanted to make it right, quietly, before it ever had the chance to become another wound in Vivienne's already complicated family history. The jeweler, an older man named Mr. Oyelaran who'd handled the original purchase, examined the stone carefully under his loupe for several long minutes while Lucas sat across the counter, nerves twisting tighter with every passing second. "This is a good stone," Mr. Oyelaran said finally, setting down his tools. "Ethically sourced, properly certified, purchased through the standard channel I use for all my clients. I can show you the

She replied. “But he never told me anything about it. Anyways, I'll be expecting him.” I mumbled as I skirted past her, with my heels clacking on the tiles. My gaze flew at the workers who were working on different jewel designs. We have several sections and departments in the company. We have a specific department where Jewels are being repaired. We have departed where Jewels are made and where jewels are sold as well. We have the marketing team, sales department, production team etc.

I looked back at the road and said nothing. The jewelry store was private—appointment only, the kind of place where they brought out trays of stones on velvet cushions and no one discussed price tags in the showroom because the people who came here didn't need to. The owner, a small precise man named Aldric, had worked with me on two prior occasions and asked no questions about the nature of today's visit. He simply appeared at the door when we arrived, took our coats, and arranged us at the display table with the practiced efficiency of a man who understood that discretion was the most valuable thing he sold.

Seated beside him was the ever-annoying Adrian. “Hey, DP!” Adrian beamed, waving at me as we inched toward them. I rolled my eyes in response. Pleasantries were exchanged with the expert before we all took our seats around the coffee area. “Have you figured out what it is?” Xavier asked, resting his back against the sofa. “Yes, Alpha. Given the energy radiating from it, this is a very rare piece of jewelry that once belonged to a healer.” “What healer, and from which pack?” Xavier asked.