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He knew she had been scared the other night because of the gruesome murder she had witnessed but he had stood by her side in her room and watched her sleep, without getting a wink of sleep himself. His actions had touched her and deep within her, she has been happy he stayed by her side and not out like she had argued with him to do the first time he was with her. The lady raised her legs and wore her a white shoe intricately designed with pearls. She needed no one to tell her it's worth. The pearls were sparkly, signifying that they were originals and not artificially made ones. They had been handwoven into the white shoe that had come out of the box the lady has brought them from.

“She said she saved you?” “Partly her words, and partly because of the pearl earrings she wore.” That night in the water, he had seen a pair of pearl earrings. He remembered reaching out to touch them. When he awoke, Evadne was beside his bed, wearing the same pearl earrings he had seen in the water. “Percival, have you ever thought that many people might have such earrings? Have you considered that Evadne might have deceived you?” Eulalia’s eyes, devoid of tears, now reflected a bottomless desolation.

" When I asked, he smirked. He looked like someone who could kill her in the next second. TWO YEARS LATER I smiled as I slowly stepped out of the car; there were a slew of directors waiting for her, including the CEOs of small businesses who all wanted to collaborate with me. The powerful Miss Eleanor, the image I made for myself solely to exact revenge on him. Only a few people have seen my face, but all have felt my wealth. Only a few people will see my face before I exact my revenge. I was wearing a mask on my face and an umbrella over my head. At the time, I was the wealthiest person in town, and only a few people had seen my face.

"I refused at the right time. The pearl asks one question, eighth. Once. Late. When you are tired. When you have already given everything else. The question is not the bonding question. The question is the second question. *Will you stay.* You will know the moment when it asks. You will know because everything in you will want to say yes. *Say no.* That is the only craft I have to teach you. Refuse the second question. Refuse it even if your kingdom is on fire. Refuse it even if the man you love is dying. Refuse it especially then. The pearl will go quiet. It will not leave you. But it will go quiet, and you will sleep for a long time, and you will wake up half-mad in a trench, and you will

I push the heavy wood wide after receiving permission. The workspace is massive and uniquely structured, with a long rectangular cutting desk dominating the center and two wooden mannequins displaying gorgeous winter gowns on the left. Sitting directly in front of my desk is an elegant, elderly alpha female. Her frame is wrapped in a tailored wool suit, her silver hair pinned into a tight bun at the back of her head. A stunning strand of saltwater pearls loops around her neck, the spheres glowing bright and perfectly uniform in size, matching the pearl clusters hanging from her ears. The jewelry displays the absolute elegance of her high-born status perfectly. "Sit down, Lyra," Mrs. William

With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

“I can be romantic too…” Like hell he could be, she thought bitterly, painfully. What was so romantic about being rewarded for giving him a good time in bed? Neanderthal man had bombed out at supersonic speed. She dug the card into her pocket and extended the box for appraisal. “Oooh!” Claudine, the cook, gasped ecstatically. “Magnificent,” Henry breathed, impressed to death. “Want to try it on?” Sarah offered Claudine carelessly. “No, madam,” Claudine said in shock. “But allow me to assist you…”

After they had drugged my staff and staged a robbery to cover their tracks. I picked up the pearl earring. It was Cecilia’s. She’d worn them to the gala. My hand shook. My little girl. The one part of Miloetta I managed to keep pure. The one thing I swore this life would never touch. "Tell me about the house," I whispered.

"With all due respect, ma'am, Mr. Del Fuero would definitely inform us ahead of time kung may kasamahan syang----" Hindi na nito natapos ang iba pa sana nitong sasabihin when a young man in uniform na tingin ko ay isa sa mga magpapalipad ng eroplanong 'to appeared from behind her, cutting her spat. "Pearl, kailangan na nating pumasok to prepare for this trip...." he suddenly trailed off when he noticed me, his brows creases as he looked at me with questionable eyes. "Miss? May kailangan ka ba rito? Aalis na kami in less than a minute now." pormal na saad ny while facing me, oblivious with the sour -aced woman beside him while throwing a dirty glare at me.

Each counter had a smart looking sales woman who would smile at the couple as they passed by. “I think Alina would like these,” Alya whispered, indicating a pair of golden earrings with several tiny red stones engraved on them. The earrings were lightweight and small enough for Alina’s ears as well. “Pack these,” Jason asked the saleswoman. Alya was waiting for him to finish the transaction when her eyes fell on something. She was gazing at a silver pendant with a pink pearl which was wrapped around a pair of green stones shaped like leaves. It was a simple design but evoked strong passion in her. The pearl was reminiscent of the one she had given to Jason, making it even more special to her