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Even so, he took a small, now disfigured sapphire bracelet from Julia's pocket. Daisy saw the broken bracelet and knelt on the ground, and cried. About four or five million of them floated. This time he really had been robbed. The most valuable jewelry he ever owned was made of sapphire. When sold, a bracelet with such a beautiful and rare material costs up to four to five million, and now it's just broken. Daisy almost fainted at this. Two million gambling debt he could not get and now have to lose jewelry worth four to five million. This is such a big loss for him.

Inside, resting on black silk, were six large black diamonds, each one glowing faintly under the spotlight with a dark, almost magnetic brilliance. Victor stepped beside them, his tone calm but commanding. "These," he said, "are black diamonds of the highest grade—unearthed from volcanic caverns buried deep beneath the earth’s crust. Formed under extreme pressure and heat, far beyond what conventional mining ever reaches." He let the moment breathe, eyes scanning the room. "Each stone is over 100 carats. Flawless and unbreakable. Rarer than gold, even rarer than blood. These aren’t just jewels—they’re legacy pieces, the kind of power that speaks without a word."

Even Victor—or VX, whatever name he’s using today—is ten times the man Olivia ever was. And now, he’s a virgin. That meant Teo hadn't claimed him yet. It meant Victor lied when he said Teo sent him in here for protection. They hadn't even crossed that line. So what was he doing at my nightstand? I walked to the drawer and hit the rubber nub. The panel hissed open, revealing the reinforced glass case. Inside, the Romanov Star pulsed with a cold, blue light. The sapphire was massive, ringed by diamonds that shattered the room’s dim light into a thousand jagged pieces. It was a masterpiece. Appraisers called it a hundred-million-dollar relic, but on the black market in Moscow, it was worth doub

He thought maybe he shouldn't follow it any more but then thanks to it he realized how powerful his hair can be. "What are you thinking about, Diamond?" King Taegen interrupted his thoughts. "About everything." Jimmy sighed. "I don't know if I should be relieved that my hair has such power or I should be scared of it." "You have no reason to be scared of it," Taegen said. "It is a gift, you should be proud." "Maybe." "You are special, Diamond," Taegen added, looking straight at his eyes. Jimmy blushed and drowned in his ocean blue eyes. "You're the first one to tell me this," he whispered.

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

i muttered to myself. "I'm always a baby to you Tinkerbell" i heard him say, without knowing the exact time he arrived at the spot. "Am starving, feed me." And so i did. I feed him, quietly. Neither of us saying a word to each other. I know he's trying to force me into cooking tuwo miyan kuka. But i just can't. It was noon already, and i was busy in the kitchen cooking lunch (fried spaghetti with vegies) when my phone rang. I hissed a little seeing who the caller was SNOW-WHITE. A crazy cousin of hers.

I knew because Christopher had been showing them to me, and I had found the prices ridiculous for toys. For instance, the Lamborghini Aventador Model Car was fucking worth $4.6 million, and it didn't transport anyone to any freaking place! It was made with diamonds and platinum rims, and was even way more expensive than the actual Lamborghini! The Shimansky soccer ball that followed it was within the range of two point five million dollars, studded with diamonds and hell, a Cube Rubik's cube adorned with hundreds of carats of rubies, emeralds and amethysts.

If anything caught their eye, they could negotiate a buy or a trade immediately. After the first round, Sebastian realized the people present had impressive items. They were all worth at least ten million dollars, and some were worth over 100 million. "Mr. Hindon, it's your turn. I heard that you brought the 'spiritual stone' tonight?" Holden looked at Vincent in anticipation. Vincent sat stiffly in his seat while the others' eyes lit up in excitement. He nodded and said in a low voice, "That's right." Vincent gestured to the subordinate behind him, and a black brocade box was placed on the round table at the front of the room.

"I watched him lose his grip. I watched him fail. But while I was watching him, I noticed something else." He reached out, his long fingers grazing the line of her jaw. The contact felt like a brand. "I noticed the most valuable asset in the Vance collection was never the engineering," he said, his amber eyes darkening. "It was the daughter." Elena’s heart skipped. "I’m not an asset. And I’m not for sale."

Eva picked them up, marveling at their craftsmanship. "These are exquisite," she murmured, turning to the sales associate. "Is this a red diamond?" "Yes, ma’am," the woman confirmed. "Each stone is valued at over thirty million dollars per carat. The design is handcrafted by our in-house designer. The surrounding crystals are black opals, enhancing the diamond’s fiery hue." Eva’s eyes lit up. These cufflinks suited Damien perfectly—far better than the ones she had argued over earlier. "I’ll take them. Please wrap them up," she said, her voice carrying an air of satisfaction.