Noble Exchange Purse Novels & Stories

A Sultan Prince from the South also appeared carrying numerous crates of rare herbs and jewells not seen on this side of the continent. In total, there were seven foreign delegates on top of the twelve nobles of Aurellia that gathered for the auction. Each delegate could only bring a restricted number of personnel. Each delegate appeared with rich tributes, showcasing how much they would give to acquire one or even multiple Ronas. Except Grey. He had scourged through the last of his treasury to secure two crates of gold and one kingdom heirloom. He thought it was enough. Yet standing there seeing other delegates’ tributes, he was starting to doubt himself.

Sandra smiled fondly at her precious daughter while Wren tightly gripped the fork trying to digest being called a gold digger. Ophelia dipped her spoon into her tea, stirring it lazily as if she had all the time in the world. Then, without even looking at Wren, she speaks. "You know, Wren, I almost forgot. Do you still have that Chanel purse I gave you? The one that was…what, a limited edition?" Wren's face twitched but she looked at her innocently. “Of course, I do…” Ophelia smirked, finally glancing up. “Oh? That’s strange. I thought I saw it on sale at a secondhand boutique downtown. But I must be mistaken. After all, you’d never sell my gifts…right?”

“Great. I spent a minor fortune on that one. Let me see it.” Neith skipped off toward the counter and disappeared behind it. After a while, she popped up from behind, coughing and covered in dust. She slammed a polished wooden box down on the counter, with Dusty’s Miracle Marbles intricately written in gold on the lid. “Here you go. Personalized miracle marble made by the famous Penelope Dusty herself.” Holly gingerly lifted the edges of the box, revealing four multi-colored orbs within. The glow of the marbles hit Hollys face. "Oh, great! Thank you, Neith. This is perfect and exactly how I want it.”

House Usen will be the most famous department store in the world, so I'm done. I also closed indirect export deals with some local stores, and finally I went to Sultan Hosman's palace, the Arabs are really impressive, I received a gift for my future wife worth almost half a million dollars, it was a set of necklace, earring and bracelet, which I make sure she wears on our wedding day. Mariane would like it because they were discreet. On the last day in Dubai, I went to a nightclub with Sheikh Harum as a token of thanks, he was now a man married to an Englishwoman, so I thanked the heavens that there was nothing naked women, only men and booze. quality.

He cleared his throat as he began his speech. "My wife's purse is missing. It's a red purse with intricate gold designs by the side of the purse..." Nicole watched Raphael give details about her purse, anxiety eating her up. Series of murmuring could be heard around the room. "Enough!"Raphael yelled making the hall as silent as a grave. His eyes trailed and observed every body in the hall. He was thinking. Everybody here was rich, they were all filthy rich. Nobody would stoop so low as to steal a purse from Nicole.

Randall chuckled, shaking his head. “If there is a next time.” Zen winked, rising from his seat “Here, you keep the money, I will keep the chain.” Zen said. Tossing the purse to him and staring at her chain for a second which had a half moon as a pendant on it. It was surely expensive but exquisite. “Pretty.” Whispering, he put it in his pocket as they left for their inn to rest after gaining their source of money. On the other hand, where everyone was wallowing in their night, having some lovely time, Jade’s voice called Tristan worriedly.

In Amant's white hand was a small purse made of cheap silk, embroidered with two lotus flowers in full bloom on a single stem, with a few pearls embellished nearby. Although the stitching was exquisite, one could easily recognize the poor quality of the material, and it appeared old and worn. "This purse is lovely," Felicia smiled, her expression unchanged, but her suspicions had already risen.

The physician took the purse from Derek's hand, feeling its weight as he handed it over. She noticed that it was made of a rich, dark leather and had ornate gold detailing around the edges. As she opened the purse, the sight of the four large gold bars took her breath away. Each bar was approximately the size of her hand and glinted in the light of the chamber. The surface was smooth and flawless, with intricate designs etched into the metal. The physician couldn't help but run her fingers over the gold, marveling at its beauty.

Ari pointed to the purses on the floor. “Do you know how much that purse cost!” Ari screamed. “That is a Hermes Birkin, you bitch! It costs more than your fucking life and you put it on the floor.” Jenna started to move to pick it up, but Ari pushed her. “Don’t touch it while your face is bleeding, you idiot! Clean yourself up, then pick it up!”