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beamed, and in the next second, they were locked in a tight, heartfelt hug. Elena pulled back slightly, holding her at arm’s length. “Piper, how are you?” “I’m doing great! I can’t believe this. Seeing you again is unreal!” “Same here!” Elena grinned. “What brings you around?” Piper tucked her hair behind her ear, her excitement bubbling over. “After high school, I got into university, studied Geology, and now I’m deep into rare mineral resources. Black Tower is big in that field, so I’ve been working with my boss to collaborate with them. I just came to submit a proposal on his behalf.”

Ivy said, and Piper smiled. Piper was discharged, and as she and Ivy went home, she received a message. *Broke? Sell anything of yours, at a reasonable price. Call today!* Piper sighed, and kept her phone. She had nothing to sell. However, as the hours rolled by after they had gotten home, she kept on seeing the message. Then, she dialed the number. "Hello? Burner's service speaking." A woman said. "Hello. I… I saw the message about selling stuff, and I thought if it would be nice to sell a sofa." She said.

He then headed to a stall selling raw stones, hoping to try his luck and see if he could buy some raw materials to directly obtain the crystal he needed. Arriving at the entrance of one such stall, Sebastian noticed that the business there was exceptionally bustling, with crowds of people gathered around. Sebastian browsed through the selection and eventually settled on a dark, leathery-looking stone. He asked the gemstone dealer, "How much for this one?" "Ten thousand," the dealer, Elmer Rovski, politely replied. Sebastian nodded and proceeded to make the transaction. Elmer then asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to open it here?"

Piper When we sit, Councilman Edward addresses my father and his attorney. “Alpha Glenn Conley, you stand accused of selling women into unwanted mate bonds. You are accused of initiating and soliciting buyers, then attempting to sell your daughter Vivienne Abbott into a mate bond with Gamma Nathan West. You are accused of initiating and soliciting buyers, then attempting to sell your daughter, Alpha Piper Conley, into a mate bond with Alpha Peter Moore. How do you plead?” “Excuse me, Councilman. I would like to make one change to the charges you’ve presented,” the prosecuting attorney says.

I smiled, “I can’t wait.” I asked Aunt Piper, “Did you decide on a Michael’s instead of Hershner’s for your yarn store?” She smiled, “I really did like Michael’s, so I decided to do both. The Hershner’s is going to be in town because I didn’t want them to have direct competition and because there are days that I don’t want to deal with a crowd.” I laughed, “That sounds pretty perfect.” She smiled, “I agree. But this Hershner’s has more than just yarn, don’t they?” She smiled, “They do. They have a variety of crafts options. They have fabric, jigsaw puzzles, painting supplies, woodburning and a whole bunch of other options. They have a lot of different types of crafts. I leased the empty furn

Me: If you already know, then why are you asking? I got a message from Lana as I waited and I was kinda excited. Piper: Hey, Rhee! So my brother owns this clothing line and he's looking for a model. I think you're exactly what he's looking for. Would you be able to come to Freya and Co. Today at eleven? Me: Definitely! Piper: Great! Don't worry about your clothing. Me: Alright, thank you Piper. Landon hadn't responded yet so I laid in bed and tried to soak up as much rest as I possibly could.

Piper “I want everything from here to here.” If I had heard those words from anyone else, in any normal context, I would have thought, Wow, must be nice to be that wealthy. I would have assumed they were pointing at a single clothing rack, maybe a display shelf of designer handbags, or at the absolute most, buying out two or three high-end shelves. Never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed that those words meant five whole stores at once. Five freaking shops standing in a perfect, glittering line.

Every shop had a large amount of rough stone for the customers to buy. At the same time, there were professional lapidarists everywhere in this place. The rough stone they bought could be cut open on the spot and demonstrated. Once they purchased, they could know whether it was a good quality rough stone. Benjamin shook his shirt before he reached out to say, “Mr. Quinn, let’s go. We’ll check out the shops one by one.” “Okay, let’s check them out.”

Piper ticked them off on her fingers, smudges of charcoal still ghosting her knuckles. “Solace,” she said. “Meridian. Westfall Contemporary.” She paused, finger hovering, then let out a small, almost embarrassed breath. “And… Aurelius.” Maribel stopped mid-step. Turned. Stared at her like Piper had just casually announced she’d applied to be God. “You did not,” Maribel said. “I did.” “The Aurelius Gallery?” Her voice dropped instinctively, like the walls might hear. “Piper, that’s not—” “I know what it is.”

It was slightly unnerving to be escorted like this, but neither Piper nor Felix seemed bothered. We descended the steps that led into the heart of the city. Piper took great care in pointing out her favorite shops. She liked everything expensive, and the cool morning quickly turned to the heat of the midday. I was both exhausted and awed by her surprising stamina when it came to shopping. I had never seen such a dizzying array of dresses, sweets, ornaments, shoes, ribbons, hats, and perfumes in my life before. “Lady Piper,” I said as politely as possible when we had exited the seventh boutique filled with shoes. “Would it be all right if we took a short break?”