My One And Only Watch Novels & Stories

"Maybe, some other time then, alright?” “Sure thing.” I rolled my eyes at his response and wanted him out of my house. And to never return again. *** “I ask again, where’s my wrist watch?” Grandpa asked in a loud and angered tone. His Patek Philippe diamond and gold plated wrist watch gifted to him by his father was missing. It was one of its kind and was the first and only time the Patek Philippe brand collaborated with Shimmer to make wrist watches. Only six wrist watches were made in a unique way. pops kept the most expensive and valuable one for himself and sold the rest. Pops could not find the glass he placed in his bedroom. He had summoned all the workers in the house.

"You have been wearing your watch since the first day I met you. At the café, the last time I encountered Ivanov. It's a limited edition from Bremont Hawking Collection-- Bremont Hawking White Gold. Price ranging from $33,000 to $35,000. It's spotless; still shiny. Oh, and the time. I have a look at your watch when you held your hand asking for a handshake. The hands of your watch, it's five hours ahead of our time, so you're from the United Kingdom. You didn't bother to change it, so I'm guessing you just got home that day from London, yes?" Hugo slowly closed his slightly open mouth. "Wow, you really are unique." "Unique? Is that a compliment?" she took a piece of meatball from her plate.

“Will you love, honor, and cherish him all the days of your life?” Jasmine nodded, smiling. “I will.” And no matter what happened on Monday, she would always love Zain. He had embedded himself into, not only her heart, but into the very fiber of her being. Rev. Woodward smiled, his eyebrows raised as he glanced over at Zain. “Do you have a ring?” Bringing rings with them had completely slipped Jasmine’s mind, but Zain smiled as he presented a thin gold band, adorned with three small diamonds across the top. “Jasmine, this was my mother’s ring.”

Carmen dragged her inside deliberately. Hilda really wanted to hit her at this point, but suddenly, her eyes rolled around and landed on a popular counter on the side. She pointed at a series of rings and said. "Look at that. That looks really nice!" Daniel furrowed his brows when he saw the series of rings she was pointing at. The sales woman immediately followed her direction and explained. "Miss, you really have good taste. This is our store's famous 'The One' series. Everyone can only buy one with their cards for the rest of their life in our shop. It symbolizes eternal love between couples."

She sat beside me and the Auctioneer continued. "Second to the last bidding is the most expensive watch in the world and it is the latest. It is the only one that exists in the whole world. Or maybe two since it is a couple watch. It is made with Gold, Diamond and Silver, with a unique touch of design that the manufacturer has vowed never to make a two of it. It comes with features of a high tech tracker and an inbuilt micro computer. It can be tracked down from anywhere in the world or any other planets.. It has a high protection that makes it difficult to be hacked by any form of computer genius. And it can be connected to each other to know the location of your man and woman. The name of

The plan had worked—she had broken into the system—but it still hadn’t given her what she needed. She was seconds away from closing the laptop when something caught her eye. A single frame. She rewound the footage slowly. There. His wrist. The man had checked the time briefly while walking past the elevator cameras. The watch glinted under the lobby lights. Aurelia leaned closer. Her breath slowed. That wasn’t just any watch. It was a Virello Monarch. She recognized it immediately. The model was famous for being extremely rare. Only a handful were sold each year, and every piece carried a unique engraved identification code tied to its owner.

Right now, he could only pull out something more valuable to quell the storm. I stood up and walked toward the stage. I handed the watch to Cecilia Johnson. "Assistant Cecilia, how much do you think this watch is worth?" Cecilia Johnson examined it closely. "This Only Watch is known as the king of watches. The research, manufacturing, and assembly took over 100,000 hours, with nearly 60,000 hours spent just on the movement's components. It was sold for 250 million to a mysterious buyer. It seems this mysterious billionaire is Dominic. Vivian, you really know how to play your cards right, getting Dominic to spend so lavishly on you."

Jethro replied, unaware that this watch was indeed a limited edition and that he didn't care. "Casually bought?" Gemma was taken aback by his answer. This watch was one of only five in the world, and she couldn't even dream of affording it. Observing his expression, she knew he wasn't lying, so she explained kindly, "The one you're wearing is a limited edition, only five were made. The total value of the high-end goods you gave last night couldn't match this watch." Upon hearing this, Jethro became flustered.

On the stand were two watches now. One was the first one he’d ever given her. The other had a pink leather strap, the dial shaped like half of a matching pair—obviously the women’s half of a couple’s watch set. His stomach dropped. Just then Violet came out of the bathroom. Seeing what he was looking at, her eyes widened, and she hurried over, snatching a watch box off the counter and holding it protectively against her chest. She’d brought two watches back from Switzerland—one was her mother’s, the one now displayed on the stand. The other, the one clutched tightly in her arms, was Josef’s personal prototype: the 001 of the twenty-two limited pieces.

Someone with sharp eyes caught sight of the watch and gasped in disbelief. “Wait, isn’t that the limited edition ‘Heart of True Love’ watch from the Lowe family’s collection? There’s only one in the entire world! How the hell does he have it?” Cara suddenly grabbed my wrist and yanked it toward her. Her eyes widened when she spotted the nearly invisible logo etched on the back of the case. “George, did you steal this from one of those auction lots?” I pulled my hand away, my patience wearing thin. This was getting ridiculous.