The Prestige Novels & Stories

Dylan said. “Of course Mr. Knight.” “But there is one thing that has been giving me pause.” Peter told Dylan. “What is that?” Dylan asked him. “If you go to the beginning of the page, you'll see a payment there for ten million dollars, seventeen years ago. Seventeen years ago ten million dollars wasn't something little Mr. Knight. It doesn't say who sent in the money or anything like that. But I think this is the money Prestige used to get to where it is now. Because as of seventeen years ago, they were just a normal hotel, they didn't even have up to five locations.” Peter explained.

When the microphone was passed to Damon, he spoke languidly. "I've had several interactions with Ms. York in private before. I have some suspicions about her usage of the concept of 'An Equal Love,'" he said. "Prestige aims to produce unrivaled jewelry, and we require the designer's principles and actions to align with each other. I don't think Ms. York is someone that fits that bill." He watched with glee as Celeste's face pinched tight, her smile slowly cracking.

“But the revenue isn’t the primary value. Prestige is.” I felt Sebastian’s eyes shift toward me. I kept mine on Alastair. “The portfolio generates approximately nine billion annually,” Alastair said. “It’s considered one of the most prestigious hospitality holdings in Europe.” “The company is owned by the Caldwell family. An old European dynasty who guard their reputation the way other families guard money.” Something cold started creeping slowly into my chest. “They will not sell to a buyer they don’t consider socially capable of preserving the prestige” he said. He paused.

He nodded listening to that and we continued our party after she found a movie for us to watch. "By the way, I think Mihira surpassed Abhi completely. Already her score is two while he got three after a whole year." Vikesh teased her but she rolled her eyes. "Today on... what should I use? Yes! On this cooldrink, I promise that he will get four Ex-Girlfriends before I reach three. I should respect my elders and shouldn't try to suppress them. If I break this then I will give up drinking cooldrinks for my whole life." She said holding the bottle.

I directed my attention to the people sitting in the conference room as I ended my presentation. From my periphery, I saw a hand being raised followed by a gruff voice, "I don't think it is a wise idea, Ms. White. Eva's is a renowned brand all over the world because only a few people can afford it. It has a high class quality that screams money from a mile, which is the reason it is the dream of everyone and possession of a few. Then there is The Stones Inc. which is even more reputed than Eva's. So if this deal is finalized, we can be more powerful and our products will be sold for higher prices. There's no meaning of top brand if everyone can afford it. Common things don't attract attentio

Marcus had secretly been keeping an eye on Anita. His men had successfully gathered everything there is to know about her. Every single action and activity she did was reported to him. He couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something about her he didn't know about. He kept looking at the vast garden from the French window and took a slow sip on the whiskey. He swirl the glass while looking thoughtfully at the dark thorny rose flowers in the garden. They reminded him of her. Enchanting and deadly. At every corner where he stood to watch her, he was always entranced. She was becoming his addiction especially when she wore her her little red gown. She occupied every bit of his mind. H

I sighed, took his arm, and let him lead me toward the massive front doors. The house was already vibrating with a bass-heavy beat. Preston pushed the door open, and we were hit with the scent of expensive perfume, sweat, and pheromones. The foyer was packed with the elite—girls in designer silk, guys posturing for dominance. It was a sea of "see and be seen." "Incredible, right?" Preston shouted over the music. "Every pack-heir in the city is here." "I didn't realize Harrison was this liked," I yelled back.

he said as he pulled me away from the house where his father and Claudia lived. BREAKING NEWS: Joaquin Alfonso Agravante—the most respected and the wealthiest businessman in the country, and the heir to the Agravante Inc., who has been promised to marry the daughter of the owner of Chua Holdings, was caught on camera while having the hottest night of his life… with a prostitute. Now known as the epitome of darkness; the most handsome beast of his generation was never expected to do such a thing just to pleasure himself. What a very scandalous affair, indeed. Such an event only proves that once lust takes over, not even a saint can escape the chains of temptation.

Sophia The hotel Preston booked is aggressively fancy in that way that makes you feel like you should be holding a martini and solving international incidents. All gleaming chrome and floor-to-ceiling windows that show off London being moody and gorgeous in the rain. The concierge team keeps using my name with the kind of reverence usually reserved for royalty or people who tip in hundreds. Everything here is designed to make you feel important. The butter-soft carpets that beg you to sink into them, lighting that makes everyone look like they're starring in their own romantic drama, luxury so intentional it's basically theater.

I watched the performance, feeling sick to my stomach. “Preston, you really believe her?” “I believe what I saw,” Preston replied coldly. “You hit her. That’s a fact.” “And did you see what she did to my father’s photo?” “I told you, it’s just a frame!” Preston’s voice rose. “You’re bitter and you can’t stand to see someone else succeed!” I took a deep breath, fighting for control. “Fine. Then tell me, what success of Chloe’s is worth two million dollars?”