Chapter 19
As dusk fell, Nathaniel was ready to meet his beloved.
The engagement gifts had arrived–three pieces of exquisite jewelry.
“The first is “Heart of True Love,‘ a masterpiece by a renowned designer from Vesperia. Perfect for a proposal.”
“The second is ‘Frozen Devotion,‘ designed by last year’s SKP global champion. Ideal for gifting to one’s sweetheart…”
Nathaniel examined them. Both were breathtaking, each worth over a hundred million. Yet…
Something was missing. That one–of–a–kind uniqueness.
His assistant seemed to sense his hesitation and opened the third box.
“This was originally the winning piece for this year’s SKP competition. I only noticed it when you asked to replace it with Miss Montgomery’s design.”
“The craftsmanship is extraordinary–a sun and moon inlaid bracelet that separates into t
two standalone chains but interlocks seamlessly as one. The engraved teeth patterns are irreplicable, serving as both anti–theft and anti–counterfeit measures.”
“It’s Miss Sinclair’s work. If possible, perhaps we could purchase the design patent and commission her to create exclusive pieces for Hawthome Jewelry…”
The moment Nathaniel saw the bracelet, the world went silent.
For a long moment, his heart seemed to stop.
A cold dread settled in his chest.
What if… Emily was the one he’d been searching for all these years?
Especially after everything he’d done to her….
“Mr. Hawthome? Mr. Hawthorne!”
He pressed a hand to his chest, waiting for the suffocating pain to ease.
When it did, logic returned.
This design alone proved nothing. Emily might have simply seen the original and drawn inspiration.
One thing was certain–the ruby bracelet Isabella wore could not have been Emily’s
So why did his heart feel like it was weighed down by a thousand stones–so heavy, so suffocating?
No matter. Soon, the truth would be
e settled.
He personally drove the lead car of the procession heading to pick up Isabella.
Dozens of supercars, laden with roses, paraded through the elite villa district where the Sinclair family lived, drawing the attention of every influential resident.
At the sight of the extravagant motorcade, Isabella’s heart raced.
Was Mr. Hawthorne proposing to her?
Was she really about to marry into the Hawthorne family?
Nathaniel stepped out and opened the car door for her with a gallant bow. “Miss Montgomery, allow me to escort you today.
Like a loyal knight, he played his part flawlessly. Isabella, too giddy to question anything, slid into the passenger seat.
But as the roads grew quieter and the following cars gradually fell behind, unease prickled at her. “Where are you taking me?
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