Jewelry Doctor Novels & Stories

“Very serious? But why didn’t he pick any presentable rough stone?” “Mr. Salvatore, I think he might truly know nothing. He is a dunderhead.” “Dunderhead?” Elior narrowed his eyes. He did not quite believe it. All jewelers knew the classic case of Stellar Jewelers cutting 100 rough stones in a live stream in the past. This did not make sense. Bobby said, “I did some digging. Thomas was in the army a few years ago, and he entered the jewelry industry only in the past two months. How can a newcomer, who has just been in the industry for two months, have professional judgment?”

" She muttered and brought out a flask from the shelf. Kate prepared him hot tea into a mug cup and gently handed it to Jade. He sipped through it, gradually, enjoying it's warmth. Just then, the doctor entered. "It's Dr. Denise. The doctor that treated Sapphire the day before." "Good morning doctor." Kate greeted. "Good morning." He replied. "How is he doing?" The doctor asked with curiosity as he walked to Jade. "Why are you here?" "Umm.... I came just to clear up something. I don't know how close you and my patience were but I need to give you this." The doctor pulled out a necklace placed inside a transparent leather and handed it over to Jade.

And definitely did not deserve her. The doctor’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. “I’ll give it to her. Add a bouquet of flower so it doesn't look suspicious. I nodded and left. I drove into town and stopped in front of a jewelry shop. Inside, the lights reflected off glass cases filled with different jewelleries made of gold, silver, diamonds and so on. “I need a silver bracelet,” I told the attendant over the counter. He showed me several designs until my eyes settled on one. Simple yet elegant. Just like her.

she asked the room as she carried up a poster to show us. “They are so unique! I love how the accessories look so natural on him!” Maria blurted out. Kyle nodded. “It’s impressive and certainly fits in the modern hype! Maybe I should get a nice silver chain too.” “Well, I just got a call from Ms. Lana Preciozo of Preciozo Jewelers. We sent over the samples to her two days ago and she has gone through all of our samples,” Ms. Priya informed calmly. Stepping forward with intrigue, I woke up my voice from across the room, “And? Did she like them?”

There wasn't a single piece of jewelry on display. "I'm not a jeweler. I'm a person who specializes in medicine. There are types of medicine, such as bracelets, rings, and also necklaces, that can drive away negative energy if used. These things are very expensive and rare, so only certain people can afford them. I don't have enough money to stock up. If someone places an order, I'll ask for payment in advance so I can buy all the materials with that money." The old man explained briefly. Shane nodded in understanding.

I need to make sure if they were doing the right procedure for the minerals that they were looking for and I have asked for my geologists that were consulting on each site to be careful and be thorough with everything. I was taking some break after the site visits when I was walking down the pavement in downtown. I was stopping in front of the jewelry store, a renowned Danish company that exported and imported the jewels to make fine rings, earrings, necklace and any other jewelry that you might need. I think my companies deal with them once in a while for raw minerals. I was looking at the necklace that was holding the citrine at the center of the pendant. It reminded me of someone and ther

she glared at him. "It's not about Crystal.... it's about your jewelry brand." he said, making her frown. "What about my jewelry brand?" Ariadne narrowed her eyes at him. Xander couldn't help but chuckle at her suspicion. "I only mean good," he said, waving his hands in the air. "I talked to a gemstone dealer. They have agreed to work with us." he added. "Who?" "Axel Chomsky." Ariadne's eyes widened upon hearing the name. Axel Chomsky was the world's most well-known dealer. He was a legendary man. Everyone wanted to do business with him, but didn't get the opportunity as he chose his partners very carefully.

I didn't answer. But I told finance to keep wiring Mrs. Brennan's hospital payments every month. That wasn't about Justin. It was about her eight years. That evening Wesley knocked on my door. "Ms. Sinclair. Something I wanted to mention." "Go." "I called around to a few of the older jewelers in the city. There's an old jeweler named Edmund Hale. Forty years restoring estate pieces." "He said if the pieces are intact, he can rebuild it. Gold inlay along the seams. Antique restoration."

Just then… 'Creak…' The manor doors opened, and every gaze snapped toward them. "They're here!" A refined-looking middle-aged man stepped forward. It was Peter Caldwell, one of the state capital's most renowned jewelry appraisers. His eyes were so sharp that people joked he was a walking identification device. Apparently, there was no gemstone he couldn't appraise. "Mr. Caldwell… What's the verdict? Is it real?" someone asked, their voice trembling. Peter didn't speak. He simply shook his head and let out a long, weary sigh.

The crowd of onlookers was stunned. The diamonds embedded in the outfit alone were priceless. Could it really be that this outfit is from MCM? Cynthia was particularly shocked. How could this be? Isabella was actually wearing a sports outfit with real diamonds! Fanny looked at the counselor in disbelief: “Are you sure you’re not mistaken? Who uses real diamonds in clothing?” The counselor was irritated by her doubts: “I’ve been appraising jewelry for decades. I know a thing or two about this.” Someone immediately said, “The counselor’s family has been in the jewelry business for decades. We often ask him for appraisals, and he’s never made a mistake.”