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A reminder of the glass. ​"One last question," Sarah said. She turned off the recorder. But the camera light was still red. "About the sapphire. The 'Sterling Heart.' My sources say you had it on the island. My sources say you gave it to your father." ​"The sapphire is a Vane asset," I said. ​"Is it?" Sarah smiled. It was a sharp, ugly look. "Because I just got a notification. A bank in Dubai just processed a transfer. A transfer of ten billion dollars. Authenticated by a biometric scan of that stone."

Kizito yelled and stepped in front of Mirabel. "Out of my way!" Saphira yelled. Her eyes were slowly changing its colors to blue.. This isn't a good sign.. If I don't stop her now,she might do something she will regret later.. "You have to get a hold of yourself Saph.. What's happening to you?" Kizito asked.. "I said out of my way" she yelled and pushed kizito aside. To our surprise the push was so strong that kizito tumbled on the air multiple times before dropping..

Sapphire smiled at him and said,“ take care, Nathan" Sapphire got ready for her office and took a bus towards her workplace. After coming from Hudson mansion, she tried to find a job for herself, and she found one which was enough for her. She was not educated much, but her ideas and passion towards her work got her a remarkable position in her company. Her boss was amazed at her dedication. First he was not ready to accept her now he is not ready to leave her. She is just outstanding in everything she does. She is perfect.

She thrust the file back at Solo. With that, Sapphire turned back toward Inigo and Charles, leaving Solo to close the portfolio thrown at her chest. The dismissal stung more than she cared to admit. It was clear Sapphire had little interest in the design process, only in ensuring her family’s brand was highlighted above all else. Even after all these weeks of communicating with each other, the woman’s attitude still stunk, Solo thought as the phone ringing pulled her out of her reverie.

Dad tells me. Sapphire is sitting in my lap trying to calm me down. She ran into Dad’s house sobbing begging me not to believe the video. I wrapped my arms around her as she buried her face in my chest as I told her that I knew that video was old and who was in it. She has calmed down but light sobs still wrack her body every now and then. The fact that these assholes made her cry is also pissing me off. Her face is buried in my neck as her head rests on my shoulder. Dad has a stupidly sappy look on his face as he watches us. I know him and Mom love Sapphire and will shit bricks when they find out that I proposed to her. I was going to hold off for a year or so, but with all this shi

She asked and looked at the empty table. "SAPPHIRE!" Aaron called out, and the woman who escorted MJ and Jorge earlier came in with a handful of files. She started handing them out, and then she placed the remainders at the end of the table and left. “Uhm…if we could please turn to page 3 of the file, there is –” he started, but got interrupted when Sapphire walked back in with a huge tray containing bottles of water and glasses.

Her voice cracked due to weight of the words. "Okay then. I'll talk to you later, bye." "Bye, mum." Sapphire pressed the end button and placed the phone on the reading table. A soft sigh escaped her lips. She grabbed her bag and brought out a stamp out of it. She started at the stamp with memories of Jade.

He didn't want young people who were raw like Gavriel who liked to show off to be stunned by things they thought were great, that could be very dangerous. “Because of that, I can now understand why *Sapphire is so rare and distinct. Its level shift fluctuation is vastly different from the usual level transfer. The enthusiasm and turmoil are completely opposite to what is experienced physically, we are completely unable to realize that our body is destroyed and it can even kill us. Adrenaline will continue to provoke us to continue to release all the killing intent we have. Which, in the end, destroys and we may be killed by our own strength.''