With the rise of modern trends, men's jewelry had become increasingly popular in recent years. Some men even cared more about the design of their jewelry than women did. So, designing jewelry for men wasn’t unusual. What surprised Renee wasn’t the idea of men's jewelry—it was the fact that Leon Clark had specifically sought her out. A man of his status, always concerned with building connections, would typically go to someone like Annie instead. The thought made Renee uneasy, her eyelid twitching as a sense of foreboding settled in.Leon took a sip of his tea before speaking slowly. “The Clark family is hosting a celebration banquet this week. I recently acquired something valuable and thought it would be fitting to have it designed into a piece to wear for the occasion.”Ms. Xander’s curiosity was piqued. “I wonder what this valuable item is…”Leon clapped his hands, and a bodyguard entered the room, carrying a briefcase cuffed to his wrist. After unlocking the handcuffs, the bod
In Renee’s bag was still the watch Carl had left her. She couldn’t understand why he had given it to her. As she mulled over this, Annie raised her wrist for everyone to admire. Wrapped around her pale arm was a wide, diamond-encrusted watch, with rubies set at intervals along the band. Even the dial was covered with rubies and white diamonds, making it difficult to see the numbers. The watch looked like a sparkling ribbon of starlight on her wrist. Anyone with an eye for luxury could tell at a glance that Annie’s watch had come from an auction house, a rare piece not easily found on the market—and definitely not cheap.A colleague, holding Annie’s arm, exclaimed, "This looks like an antique, the craftsmanship is extraordinary, and it suits you so well. Mr. Grey must have really put thought into this! It must have cost a fortune, right?"Annie withdrew her hand and glanced at Renee’s wrist, a smug smile playing on her lips. "It’s priceless because it’s from the heart. I love it,
A name flashed in Renee’s mind—Chris Percy.She had underestimated just how well Chris could disguise himself. But now was not the time to dwell on it; she needed to think of a way to handle the situation.Feeling a bit unsettled, Renee grabbed a cup of coffee and left the break room. As she neared her desk, she saw Annie standing nearby.Quickly, Renee approached. "Miss Simmons, is there something you need?"Annie pointed casually at the phone on Renee’s desk. "Got yourself a new phone?"Just as Annie was about to reach for it, Renee quickly grabbed the phone. "No, just got a new screen protector."“Hmm.” Annie didn’t press further and turned to walk back to her desk.Renee, however, swiftly tucked her phone into her bag.…During her lunch break, Renee took a cab to a phone repair shop. The owner examined her old phone, which had fallen into water, and frowned.“Miss, this phone is over three years old. I don’t carry screens or batteries for this model anymore, and I’d have
With a sharp clank, the car window didn’t shatter—in fact, it didn’t even crack.Renee clutched the car door, momentarily unsure of what to do. Then, the window slowly lowered, revealing a pair of cool, piercing eyes staring at her. Almost simultaneously, the car door opened, and a long arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her right off the ground. The next second, the man swung his leg and kicked away the one who had approached her.Seeing Carl, the men immediately turned and ran, pulling each other along. Carl cast a quick glance at Jackson, who nodded subtly and slipped away.Watching the two flee, Renee finally let out a small sigh of relief—until she heard a low, stern voice right above her.“What’s going on?”Renee pursed her lips, words catching in her throat. She could almost bet Annie had sent those men. Her phone must have been too new; Annie must’ve noticed, and they’d come to grab her old one.But would Carl believe that? Not a chance. He’d spent a fortune on Annie b
"Who said that?""Who do you think? Either way, I don't want it! I refuse to wear the same watch as you..."Renee felt the silk tie around her wrist tighten, pulling her forward. Carl leaned down and kissed her hard. She never seemed able to say anything that didn't provoke him.As she struggled against him, she felt something cool against her wrist—the watch was fastened on. Then Carl removed the tie and helped her out of the car. Renee immediately reached to take the watch off.Carl held up the tie, his gaze unwavering. "Remove it, and you're staying here."Renee silently cursed him. He was impossible, and she knew he meant every word. With no choice, she lowered her hand and followed him.Carl led her into a nearby restaurant where he'd clearly made arrangements. The maître d' recognized him and showed them to their table."Mr. Grey, your usual selections?" he asked carefully.Carl nodded. "Add a bowl of the house special soup.""Right away, sir."The food arrived promptly
After work, Annie went straight to a trusted phone repair expert. She handed him Renee’s old phone, and he connected it to his computer. As the screen flickered with progress, Annie’s smile grew, barely contained.Renee, no matter how well you hide things, I always find out in the end. Without your precious evidence, let’s see how smug you’ll be.“Miss Simmons, it’s unlocked.”“Let me see.” Annie grabbed the phone eagerly and began scrolling. But aside from regular chats, there was nothing—no mention of her. Frustrated, she tapped into Renee’s photo gallery, combing through pictures and videos, but came up empty.“This can’t be! She acted like this lousy phone was a treasure, wouldn’t even let me touch it—there has to be something! Check for hidden files.”“Got it.”The expert tinkered with the computer for a bit, and sure enough, he found something.“Miss Simmons, there’s a hidden album.”“Bring it up!” Annie was thrilled.Within five minutes, the album opened, and she clicke
“Mom, don’t even think about it,” Renee quickly interrupted. “You know what kind of people the Clarks are these days. If you don’t trust Uncle Carl, don’t you at least trust Uncle Patrick?”“You’re right, but they pulled in a lot of investors for this project. If they weren’t confident, they’d have to be pretty bold to go through with it,” Susanne said, stifling another yawn.Renee urged her to take it easy and get some sleep. But after they hung up, an uneasy feeling lingered in her chest.…Despite her discomfort with the way Leon looked at her, Renee focused on her work, designing a brooch for him with real dedication. Inspired by a koi fish, she captured a moment of the fish in motion, its fins and tail gracefully fanning out through ripples of water. For the fish’s head, she used Leon’s own sapphire, with white diamonds and various shades of blue sapphires radiating out to enhance the design. Mandy was pleased, commenting that the design was just right—not too delicate for a
The commotion drew everyone’s attention, including Renee, who glanced over at Wendy. This was typical Wendy—always playing the timid, clumsy type to earn sympathy. Back in school, classmates would pity her since they knew her family struggled. But here, where everyone’s eyes were sharp, her act didn’t fool anyone.“Don’t bother cleaning it up. Leave,” Mandy said, frowning.“Yes, Ms. Xander,” Wendy replied, eyes red and lips pressed so hard they looked on the verge of bleeding—like a helpless damsel needing protection.Leon quickly reached out to steady her, chuckling. “It’s no big deal, don’t be upset.”Wendy looked up with teary eyes. “Thank you, Mr. Clark.”She walked out of the room, casting lingering looks over her shoulder.Renee shook her head and returned her gaze to the sapphire on the table. The security guard was securing it in the case, and nothing seemed out of place.Mandy stood and reminded the security, “Be careful with that.”The guard nodded. Leon checked his w