Noble Exchange Purse Novels & Stories

She just needed an exchange for something far better. The Relic Vault was far more magnificent than she had imagined. They were Rows and rows of enameled goblets, jeweled daggers, crystal urns. They tempted her greedy eyes to carry them all and she wished she’d brought a sack. At last, she settled for a sunfire medallion, alongside other small trinkets she could slip into her satchel. She held the satchel up with a grin. She was finally ready for another day at the Academy. “Let’s see who’s laughing when I trade these for Zuri’s Moonweave Boots now.”

added Misty. “I see… I’ve only heard about antique exchange events… I don’t think I’ve ever even heard of treasure exchange events…” replied Gerald with a bitter smile as he shook his head. “What’s the big deal about mere antique exchange events? Do understand that the Lovewell’s exchange event this time around is all-inclusive! In other words, not only are antiques going to be displayed during the event, but also great treasures! Speaking of treasures, as long as you have a treasure of your own, you’re allowed to display it at the event.”

I'd rather a gun strapped to my thigh, but no, I have to pretend I'm someone's innocent bride, yay for me I guess. “Thank you,” I flash him a smile, taking the purse from him. It's expensive, just like every item that Enzo has purchased for me. I don't understand why he spends that much on things, o mean I'd rather have the money to give to someone that needs it than use it on six pairs of nightwear.

“I hope this is up to your standards.” I looked closely over the grain and wheat and smiled at the man. I emptied the coins into my hand and gave them to him. “It is good sir. Rest assured, the right amount of coin is there.” I told him as I could see him sneakily trying to count it in his hand. He smiled nervously and tucked it into his leather purse strapped to his hip. “Forgive me your majesty, but I have heard...things, gossips shall I say from other tradesman who warned me about doing business with Northeleye.”

When it was time and we arrived at the place for the exchange, we parked the car beneath the abandoned building. Knowing we might be under constant surveillance, we dared not make any reckless moves. All we could do was repeatedly instruct Mom on what to do. She, in her muddled state, couldn't understand. She kept flashing a silly smile at me. Hope was on the verge of a breakdown, her fingers digging into Mom's shoulders as she barked, her eyes bloodshot. "When you go into that building, hand the money to the man with Melody. Do you hear me?" Mom didn't even flinch from the pain; she only looked at Hope in confusion.

"Well, I brought you presents." He gestured to the security team behind him. They stepped forward carrying elegant boxes, opening them to reveal luxury jewelry, designer accessories, and neat stacks of currency. Nathaniel held up an exquisite handbag. "That's Birkin. Only three in the world. I had to outbid a Saudi princess to get it." Elena's eyes widened. "You know... that's exactly not what I wanted." "Fine." Nathaniel snapped his fingers, and his team revealed the final case, filled with precisely arranged bills. "And here, a billion. Every cent of it. Just like you asked."

Katherine couldn't help but ask in disbelief. Sofia rolled her eyes, not even bothering to look at Katherine as she continued to pull things out of her giant yellow purse. "I might," moonbeam said, drawing the attention of the other three girls. The redhead pulled out a small white coin purse embellished with green embossed leaves, and she began to shift through the contents in earnest, making small jingling noises as she searched for a McDonalds. Katherine looked at Sofia who simply shrugged and went back to digging through her bag. Tracy rolled her eyes, her arms folding over her ample chest as she leaned against the counter.

When Patsy left, Judith said, “M’lord, may I ask what is the name of your estate?” Brishor narrowed his eyes. He dug his pocket and pulled out a scroll for her. Accidentally, his purse also fell out and when it fell, its mouth opened and gold coins slipped out of it—lots of gold coins. Judith and Viola’s eyes went to them and the two women almost broke into sweat. They gulped. Brishor made a good show of picking up those coins and stuffing them back in the purse. He tossed it on the table and then casually handed the scroll to Judith. “Those are my papers and insignia.”

"Her waist was very thin, too, though I didn't get a chance to touch it." Glancing sideways at the precocious brat, the man picked up the coin purse and examined it. The style was very elegant, different from what was sold on the market. The dark green velvet was worn halfway to old, and the golden tassels had faded somewhat. The lining was embroidered with a tiny rose in the same color silk thread; if one didn't pay attention, it was almost invisible. After examining it for a moment, his gaze shifted. The man took out a folded piece of paper from the bottom of the bag.

She giggled. Edward could see from the man's face that he was clearly uncomfortable with what was happening. He had fallen into the trap of another rich gossiper. "If you must know, kind Sir, my purse was bought with real gold," the young lady said, an air of pride around her. "It also has diamonds on them and it is not the fake ones that the Lords and Ladies in there have on." She humphed.