In addition to the group wedding that was the highlight of the cruise's Christmas event, a notable auction also took place in the cruise's casino, attended by businessmen known not only in the corporate world. The auction was one of the event highlights of that cruise. As the auction began, the first item up for bid was a Moussaieff Red Diamond, which is exceedingly rare."Is that the Moussaieff diamond?" Abigail exclaimed in surprise, gazing at the ring that was the first auction item.
"Do you know about that red diamond?" Edward asked in disbelief. He did not expect the young woman to be knowledgeable about it. Tiffany and James, who were behind the two, were also surprised to hear Abigail's remark. "Of course. I work for a jewelry company; it's the bare minimum for me to know about these things," said Abigail. Although everyone treated her as just an office maid, she knew about the jewelry they made, especially since Ulrick Jewels was one of the most famous companies producing high-class jewelry. "You impress me. Tell me more about that diamond," Edward urged. "The Moussaieff Diamond is the largest known red diamond, weighing 5.11 carats. It was discovered by a farmer in Brazil around 1990," Abigail explained, further captivating Edward. The bidding began at $7,000,000. As the bidding for the rare colored diamond unfolded, Abigail found herself glancing at the young man who was silently observing the stage. James, too, remained quiet, seemingly waiting to see if his uncle would participate in the auction. The auction continued until the final item was presented. "No way! That's the Noor-ul-Ain Tiara," exclaimed the young woman in awe, gazing at the tiara. "The Noor-ul-Ain Diamond Tiara, given to Empress Farah on her marriage to Mohammad Reza Shah Pahlavi, the last Shah of Iran, boasts a centerpiece that is a 60-carat pink diamond, one of the most significant pink diamonds known. Surrounded by hundreds of colored diamonds and steeped in centuries of royal history, it is incomparable." Everyone was astonished upon seeing the last item. None had anticipated it. The auctioneer announced that the last item was of great value. "In Persian and Arabic, Noor-ul-Ain translates to 'light of the eye,' and the diamond truly honors its name. Weighing 60 carats, it stands among the largest colored diamonds globally. The Noor-ul-Ain, a pink diamond, belongs to an exclusive group of gems, representing only .0001 percent of the world's precious stones. Moreover, it's classified as a type IIa diamond, the rarest kind, shared by the likes of the Hope Diamond. The Noor-ul-Ain Diamond, the centerpiece of Empress Farah's tiara, radiates magnificently, encircled by 324 pink, yellow, and colorless baguette-cut diamonds, with many ranging from 14 to 19 carats," the auctioneer told the attendees. Everyone questioned whether what they were seeing was real or just an imitation, knowing well that the auction was not legitimate. Thus, it would not surprise them if the item was not authentic. Yet, the people present seemed indifferent. They were ready to spend money just to own that tiara. The auctioneer announced that the starting price for the Tiara was $50,000,000. Upon hearing this, the businessmen present swallowed hard. A hush fell over the crowd. If the tiara was genuine, $50,000,000 would not be enough considering the rarity of its centerpiece diamond. The auctioneer paused briefly, waiting for the attendees to start bidding, but no one seemed eager to bid such a high amount. That changed when Davin announced his bid. “$50,100,000,” suddenly declared Romero, a businessman determined to outbid the young man. Abigail glanced at the man, then at Edward. Did they not care about the money being squandered in this auction? “$60,000,000,” Edward stated without turning to look at them. Everyone's mouth fell open while watching the young man, who appeared quite serious about the substantial amount he mentioned. Even James and Tiffany could only stare at Edward. It seemed Edward was challenging the businessman. "$65,000,000," Romero countered. James abruptly sat down upon hearing the man's bid. Everyone was just listening to the exchange of bids between Romero and Edward. Some of those present were whispering and wondering if Romero had such a large number. They were not surprised by Edward because they knew he had money, but they knew Romero's businesses were not doing well, especially since he was humiliated by the young Edward in a business deal. They also knew that the man was heavily in debt. "$70,000,000," Edward declared. Abigail looked at the young man in surprise. She wondered how far the bidding would go. Even if they sold their souls, it would not be enough for such an amount. But the young man seemed serious. "$75,000,000," Romero replied. Everyone in the hall was astounded as neither party wanted to lose. "$90,000,000." The crowd was further shocked when Edward suddenly announced his bid. Romero glanced at the young man. "This cub," he muttered irritably, looking at the youth. He knew he was stubborn, but he hadn't expected to encounter someone even more so. If this continued, he was sure to be outbid again by him. "$100,000,000," Romero declared, causing everyone to pause. Edward secretly smiled when he heard the man's bid. Everyone was in disbelief; Romero's bid was excessively high—where would he get such a large amount? "$100,000,000 going once, going twice," announced the auctioneer. "And sold for $100,000,000 to Mr. Romero," he added when no further bids were made. After declaring the winner, Edward turned to Romero with a mocking smile. "That brat," Romero muttered in annoyance upon realizing what had happened. For the second time, he had been outplayed by the young man, and now a significant amount of money was slipping through his fingers. Not just millions of pesos, but millions upon millions. He had been too caught up in his emotions and desire for revenge to notice that he was being led on. "Uncle Edward, you do realize the huge risk you took," James said after the auction. If the man hadn't fallen for his uncle's ploy, they would have lost a substantial sum. "You're amazing, Mr. Edward," Tiffany said admiringly to the young man."I guess I was just lucky. I have my lucky charm with me," the young man replied, then kissed Abigail's hand. The lady's eyes widened at the gentleman's action. Her heart skipped a beat because of what he did."I have something for my lucky charm," said the young man. They looked at the man who approached Edward. They were even more surprised when the man opened a box in front of them, revealing the red diamond from the auction earlier. Abigail looked at the young man in astonishment. She thought someone else had won that red diamond."A rare piece of red diamond is fitting for a gem like you," he said as he placed the ring on her finger. The woman's heart raced even more as she gazed at the young man. Why was he treating her with such distinction? Could she trust the kindness he displayed?James and Tiffany, observing the pair, were in disbelief at Edward's gesture."You're joking, uncle, right? You can't possibly give that expensive red diamond to someone like her," James remarked t
When Abigail accepted the young man's hand, he suddenly pulled her close, causing her heart to race. He looked straight into her face, his gaze intensifying the turmoil in her chest. She knew she had just met the man and shouldn't trust him. Yet, it felt as though her own heart was betraying her."I am warning you. I am about to kiss you," Edward declared to Abigail."I – I might be bad at it," Abigail said. But she couldn't finish what she was saying when the young man captured her lips. Their mouths met hungrily as he pulled her closer. This time his kiss was passionate and devouring, a fierce meeting of lips that left them both gasping for air. It was a kiss that spoke of intense desire and raw emotion. Abigail did not resist as Edward carefully laid her down on the bed and his lips still locked on hers. He his lips on her as he was unable to fight that feeling of being drawn to her. Those lips are the sweetest. He thinks he is lost in the sensation.His touch sent electricity cou
When Abigail awoke the next morning, she found herself alone in the expansive room; Edward had departed. Her gaze wandered until it settled on the food arranged on the table.Abigail rose from her bed and walked towards the table. She noticed the food prepared for her and a note. Picking up the note, she read the message inscribed on it."Sorry I didn't wait for you to wake up. This cruise won't dock until after Christmas. You can stay in this cabin until then, Merry Christmas, My Lucky Red," the note from the young man read.Abigail looked at the food and smiled, unable to hide the young man's sweetness. She felt embarrassed knowing she had initiated what happened between them the previous night. Perhaps it was because she felt she could trust him. She didn't know if she would see Edward again, but she was happy with what he had done for her. The only memories she had of him were the ring he had given her and that night.Abigail stayed on the cruise, celebrating Christmas by herself.
"What kind of nonsense is this, Abigail? You're actually going to marry my uncle?" James said in disbelief. They were in the garden at that moment.. After Edward informed his father about Abigail's pregnancy, he took her to his family home to introduce her to his father and brother. When Edward revealed his intention to marry Abigail, Bernard spoke with his son, privately, he is still in awed about what found out especially about Edwards marriage he never spoke about it. They didn't even know that he is seeing someone. Consequently, Abigail stayed in the garden, looking for fresh air as she felt stifled inside.When she arrived, she was greeted by the scrutinizing looks of Edward's family, especially his brother and father. Who could blame them? She is plain looking and the type of woman like her has zero percent chance of becoming Edward's wife, the president of a large group of companies. She is definitely not even close to the caliber of Edward's past girlfriends, another reason th
Mama! Papa! I don't want to be here. Don't leave me here. I promise. I'll be a good girl. I'll do anything. Just don't give me to them." the little girl cried, chasing after a woman and a man who were leaving through the gate of a large house. When she caught up to her mother, she immediately hugged her waist to stop her. The woman abruptly stopped. But she didn't turn to the little girl, instead she forcefully removed her child's hand from around her and pushed the little girl, causing her to fall to the grass. The little girl looked at her mother with a confused expression as tears continued to stream down her face. She didn't understand why her parents had to leave her. At the back of her mind, the little girl wondered why her? She's not the only child her parents. But why do they have to leave her? Did she do something they didn't like? As far as she remembers, she did everything they wanted. She did everything to be loved by them. "You stay here. Don't be stubborn, or you'll fa
"What are you doing here?" Edward asked as Abigail entered the warehouse, carrying a pillow and bedsheet with a mosquito coil and mosquito repellent lotion on top. When Edward's secretary saw what the girl was carrying, she immediately stood up to take the items from Abigail's hands."Thank you," the young woman said to the man, glancing at him briefly before turning to Edward. Her parents had agreed to let the young man spend the night, but they wouldn't let him stay in their house. Even though she knew her parents would be angry, she still went out to bring him things he would need for sleeping. Knowing Edward's circumstances, she knew he wasn't used to sleeping in such a place, and she felt ashamed because of what happened. She couldn't disobey her parents, though. She had no voice in that house. If she hadn't gotten pregnant, she might not have been able to return to that place."Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Edward asked the young woman. "I'm worried. You're not used to this pla
"Ma," Abigail whispered, standing outside the gate. The woman heard her call and stopped. When she saw the young woman outside the gate, she looked like she had seen a ghost. A sweet smile spread across her lips when she saw her mother's face. Despite her frailty and the visible wrinkles, she still saw the beauty in her mother's face, the face she had yearned for. The young woman wondered if her mother missed her as much as she had missed her. They hadn't seen each other in years.When the visitors noticed her mother stop, they looked at her. Even her brother and father stopped. They looked at her and her belongings. Their faces showed surprise when they saw her in that place. It's not surprising. The people who saw her were also surprised. She noticed everyone staring at her hair. Its color was really striking. They weren't foreigners, but she was born with that hair color. She even heard one of her father's friends ask him if she was his child. She was the only one who didn't look l
"What are you doing here." Abigail heard a baritone voice, accompanied by something touching her shoulder. When Abigail heard that voice, she suddenly returned to the present and looked up. When she looked up, she saw Edward, and he had placed his coat on her shoulder. Did Edward see that she was outside, so he came to find her?“Is this where you plan on staying for the night?” Edward asked, looking at the woman. “It’s cold outside. Do you want to get sick? Even if you don’t care about yourself. Don’t forget you’re carrying my child. I don’t want anything to happen to her.” Edward said to Abigail"Why are you here? Why are you still awake?" the woman asked the man. "I could also ask the same thing." Edward said to the woman."The door is locked. They seem to be asleep." The young woman said. Edward looked at the house door. He doubted that they didn't hear Abigail calling them. From what he saw earlier and the way the young woman looked now, it seemed to confirm his suspicion that t
Are you sure you want me to drop you off here?" The driver asked Abigail when she told him to drop her off a short distance from the building where she worked. The driver couldn't hide his surprise at what the young woman had said. "I'm okay here. It's uncomfortable when my colleagues see me getting out of a luxury car," said Abigail. She was certain that she would become a topic of conversation if they saw her."Thank you," said Abigail as she opened the door, got out of the car, and walked towards the building. She was about to enter the building when she suddenly ran into two of her colleagues. They were surprised to see her appearance, especially the color of her hair. "What do you want to happen now? Did you change your hair color to fit in?" asked a woman who was taken aback upon seeing her."Even if you change your hair color, your position in this company won't change. You're still just an office maid and a coffee maker," said James, who arrived with Tiffany, holding onto the
Abigail couldn't hide her admiration as she stepped into Edward's unit. He had picked her up from the hotel and brought her to his condo. He said the renovation was finished and they could move in. She couldn't believe it, just last night he said his unit was under renovation. How quickly they finished the renovation. She couldn't hide her admiration, especially for her walk-in closet that Edward had built, especially the beautiful and expensive clothes that were inside.“Mr. President, you don’t have to do this,” Abigail said, looking at the young man. “I mean-----”“It’s fine,” Edward uttered.“Think of it this way, starting now you are training yourself to become a better version of yourself. I am not saying that you should change your personality. But just be confident in who you are. You’ve been hiding the real you for the longest time.” Edward added. The young woman looked at the young man w
"How long have you been standing here?” James asked Abigail. “Were you listening to our conversation? Who gave you the right? Just because you’re Uncle Edward’s wife doesn’t mean you can listen to our conversation. Have some decency.” James said to Abigail."Maybe you tricked Uncle Edward into marrying you. Or maybe he just felt sorry for you. But that doesn't mean you're accepted as part of the family. No one in my family will ever accept you." James said, bumping into the girl before leaving. He left the door open as Abigail stared at Edward.“What are you still doing out there, get inside,” Edward said as he stood up from his seat. Abigail slowly entered and closed the door.“Manager Irene wants me to give these documents,” Abigail said upon entering."Sit down, we need to talk," Edward said, walking towards the sofa. The woman, having no idea what was going on, placed the document she was carry
Why did you choose her, president? There are many other qualified staff here. You know, she is good for nothing. She just stays locked in her desk and does nothing----" said the manager when Edward said that he wanted Abigail to be his secretary while he was at their branch."You said it yourself, that she doesn't contribute much. She’s the ideal choice for my secretary," Edward remarked. The woman stared at Edward in shock, unable to grasp his reasoning. Among all the candidates for the secretary position, why did he select Abigail? In her opinion, Abigail only seemed capable of fetching coffee for the staff."I want her desk inside my office as well. I don't want to keep going out whenever I need something. I have too much to do to waste time." The young man said."Yes, president." The woman added before leaving Edward's office, leaving James and the young man inside."I still don't understand why you came here. Do you think I'm not doing my job?"
What do you mean the president will be staying on this branch?” Abigail heard one of her colleagues say. She was on her way to the printer room when she overheard the conversation of two of her coworkers. “Why, is there a problem with our branch that the president needs to be here?” asked the other. “I think our General Manager here is doing a great job managing the branch.” The other girl added.“Hasn't he been here before? He was already conducting an inspection. I believe he will be here at our branch for a short time. I also think he intends to introduce his new jewelry design here. You know, other designers are already gearing up for the competition. There's even talk about the winner being taken to the main branch and joining the main designers' team. Just think about it—becoming a part of the elite jewelry design team at Ulrick Jewels.” Abigail just looked at them."Hey! Why are you looking at us? Are you eavesdropping on our discussion?" one of them retorted to Abigail. "Jus
When they returned, Abigail was surprised because Edward immediately took her to a fashion boutique and had her styled. Even though she was still confused about what was happening, after she was styled, the young man took her to a courthouse. It was only then that it dawned on the young woman that she and Edward were getting married. And their parents weren't at their wedding. The only ones present to witness their marriage were Edward's secretary and a friend of his."Hi." Edward's friend greeted Abigail with a smile. Abigail smiled back simply and looked at him. Besides Edward's secretary, she didn't recognize the two other people with him. She didn't know how to act in front of them.“Just Relax.” Said the woman with Edward’s friend. “Laylah. Wife of Akira.” She said, extending her hand and glancing at the young man talking to Edward and his secretary."Abigail," Abigail said simply. As she looked at the woman, she couldn't help but feel intimidated. There was a clear difference be
"What are you doing here." Abigail heard a baritone voice, accompanied by something touching her shoulder. When Abigail heard that voice, she suddenly returned to the present and looked up. When she looked up, she saw Edward, and he had placed his coat on her shoulder. Did Edward see that she was outside, so he came to find her?“Is this where you plan on staying for the night?” Edward asked, looking at the woman. “It’s cold outside. Do you want to get sick? Even if you don’t care about yourself. Don’t forget you’re carrying my child. I don’t want anything to happen to her.” Edward said to Abigail"Why are you here? Why are you still awake?" the woman asked the man. "I could also ask the same thing." Edward said to the woman."The door is locked. They seem to be asleep." The young woman said. Edward looked at the house door. He doubted that they didn't hear Abigail calling them. From what he saw earlier and the way the young woman looked now, it seemed to confirm his suspicion that t
"Ma," Abigail whispered, standing outside the gate. The woman heard her call and stopped. When she saw the young woman outside the gate, she looked like she had seen a ghost. A sweet smile spread across her lips when she saw her mother's face. Despite her frailty and the visible wrinkles, she still saw the beauty in her mother's face, the face she had yearned for. The young woman wondered if her mother missed her as much as she had missed her. They hadn't seen each other in years.When the visitors noticed her mother stop, they looked at her. Even her brother and father stopped. They looked at her and her belongings. Their faces showed surprise when they saw her in that place. It's not surprising. The people who saw her were also surprised. She noticed everyone staring at her hair. Its color was really striking. They weren't foreigners, but she was born with that hair color. She even heard one of her father's friends ask him if she was his child. She was the only one who didn't look l
"What are you doing here?" Edward asked as Abigail entered the warehouse, carrying a pillow and bedsheet with a mosquito coil and mosquito repellent lotion on top. When Edward's secretary saw what the girl was carrying, she immediately stood up to take the items from Abigail's hands."Thank you," the young woman said to the man, glancing at him briefly before turning to Edward. Her parents had agreed to let the young man spend the night, but they wouldn't let him stay in their house. Even though she knew her parents would be angry, she still went out to bring him things he would need for sleeping. Knowing Edward's circumstances, she knew he wasn't used to sleeping in such a place, and she felt ashamed because of what happened. She couldn't disobey her parents, though. She had no voice in that house. If she hadn't gotten pregnant, she might not have been able to return to that place."Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Edward asked the young woman. "I'm worried. You're not used to this pla