The Family Jewels Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Now it made everyone wonder what she wanted. “She wants to join Ana,” Carmen answered for her, which made Dad choke on his water, and I quickly helped him. “You know Adira Jewels is not part of the family business; it belongs to Ana; mother-in-law gave it to her,” Dad said, which made me nod; I didn’t want to mix that into family, and I always made it clear. They wanted me to marry Hudson; I did, and now they want me to employ Daniella. Really? “You know she can always have a place at Adira Jewels, but she... the people there have skills and…” I couldn’t even say it.

Even the waves seemed to pause, like the sea itself was listening. Jewel Grey. She wasn’t borrowing it. She wasn’t wearing it like some new identity she’d picked up in rebellion. No—she was born with it. It was her blood, her bones, her inheritance. Alice and Dominic Grey’s only child. The sole daughter my family lost to another name. And now… she’d just taken it back. I didn’t look at her right away. If I did, she’d see it—everything. The weight of what she’d just done. The pride. The anger. The ache of all those years where she was Ingrid Bishop instead of Jewel Grey.

"I promised I would give these back when my wolf got what he wanted." Joe steps closer, touching an ancient family jewel his grandmother gave him, then he looks at the other pieces. Everything Michael stole from him is right here, along with new gifts. "You ordered these pieces from the Silverclaw Jewel House long before our alliance," Joe says, his mind spinning. "Why?" Michael shrugs his shoulders. "You love moonstone jewelry, and I wanted you to wear something that made you think of me. Nothing else I did made you look at me, so I tried this."

When I was a teenager, he and Mom adopted me, and Robert and Ursula have always treated me like their own sibling. The Gills were a prominent family in New York City, though not everyone knows I am part of it. They are a high-profile, respected family owning one of the best jewel companies in the States. Since its establishment, the Imperial Company has earned a reputation for its iconic jewel designs. The majority of our jewels are millions of dollars’ worth and are crafted mostly from pure gold, diamonds, and gemstones. Since I’ve gained more understanding about jewelry creation in France, I wouldn’t contest my suitability for the position of the company's manager.

"Who made the search warrant?" "That's confidential." Two of them went upstairs, and I could hear them knocking things down. I sat on the sofa, more confused than ever. I couldn't understand what was going on. I left all my stolen jewels back in New York in my condo, and I promised to return all of them to their rightful owners. I promised Ares and Molly that I would be good from now on and that I would give up my life of crime. One of them returned downstairs and showed me the blue diamond from Ares's museum.

“But man, being natural, is warlike. He will know how to make war even without such a book. Let’s make peace in our minds. Let those who will rise against Clapestris rise and those who want to side do it so. As for this book, I can keep it hidden.” Their conversation halted at the coming of the Estino clan. Jamasp knew them as the great purchasers of Farhad’s business. Most of the stocks from the Estino clan came from Farhad. The manor master went up to welcome them. He is astounded that a new lady is with the clan. “Silves, it has been a while,” Farhad said. He looked at the young woman and wondered who she is. “This is Farrah, my daughter-in-law,” the chief of the Estino said.

Buying one from the mall? There wasn't any jewelry worth hundreds of millions of dollars on sale. She couldn't get anything close to the Azure Heart or this set of emerald jewelry. Even if she did, Old Madam Flint would fly into a rage and call her a spendthrift. She saw the general picture. Julien's mother could wear expensive jewelry as she liked, and Old Madam Flint would not say anything. It was a different story for her, and the reason lay in her lack of a deep family background. She was living off the Flint family.

“Focus on the money. Not on how he looked at you like you were a whole-ass sunrise. Not on how he defended you like some emotionally evolved golden retriever in Gucci.” In a fit of frustration, she hurled the pillow across the room. It hit her vanity, knocking over several bottles of expensive perfume and sending her jewelry box tumbling to the carpet. The contents spilled across the floor—glittering diamonds, sapphires, and emeralds scattering like confetti. “Shit,” she muttered, reluctantly dragging herself off the bed to clean up the mess. As she gathered the jewelry, something caught her eye—a small leather-bound book that had fallen from a hidden compartment in the bottom of the box.

She pulled away from me, pointing at the box that was sitting on the table. It was a large wooden box. She opened it to show me its contents. I’d already known what that was. It was a whole set of diamond and sapphire jewelry that had been in my father’s family for at least four generations, passed on to the women their men chose to marry. The last person who’d worn it was my grandmother…the mother of my father. I’d always wondered why my father never gave it to my mom. But I guessed they hadn’t stay married long enough for my mother to get her chance to wear the Cross family heirlooms. This had to stay inside the family no matter what.

With a swipe of her face, she stood, lift her perfect little stuck-up chin and grabbed the handle of her suitcase and turned towards the door—the very same one that had once protected her own father. And she was gone. ‘We’ll announce our marriage as soon as this goes through,’ said Ralph, who then turned from the spot where Juliette Lux was last seen and strode back to his desk. ‘You were right: what belongs to the family should stay in the family.’ Jewel stepped carefully over and cautiously slipped her arms around the powerful waist and rested her cheek against that back of strength and masculinity—her prize. She had won.