Just seeing the necklace brought so other thoughts to Charlotte Thompson’s mind.
This necklace was created when she was with the Thompson Family.
Initially, the diamond on the necklace was to be broken and divided, which many in the company felt regretful about.
It was evidently a gemstone with excellent quality, but unfortunately, a flaw appeared on it.
It’s said that two gemstones of very high quality were initially found, intended to be made into a pair of accessories for sale. However, an accident occurred during the cutting process, causing a fracture on this one, which led to the other gemstone being sold to a buyer while this one remained unsold, eventually ending up being crushed and divided.
When Charlotte saw this gemstone, she imdiately halted the cutting and made it into a necklace herself,
As for the flaw on the gemstone, Charlotte rely made a simple correction, which seed like a tear mark, narrating its past experiences.
At the ti, when she bought the gemstone at a high price, Henry Thompson was sowhat puzzled, and Charlotte recalled the answer she gave then.
"Perhaps I just didn’t want this abandoned gemstone to forever fade into obscurity. Since they are already separated, why shouldn’t it transform into sothing unique?"
Just as Charlotte’s mind wandered montarily, a slight itch on her cheek pulled her thoughts back.
The auction for the necklace had begun by this ti, with the sound of bidding continuously ringing in her ears.
"What are you thinking about?"
Justin Battleson’s fingertip gently glided over the skin on Charlotte’s cheek, speaking softly as he leaned closer to her ear.
Charlotte shook her head with a smile: "Just recalling the reason why I first made this necklace."
Saying this, Charlotte directed her gaze towards the auctioneer. But when she heard the current bid, a hint of surprise crossed her expression.
"Why is the bid so high?"
Initially, Charlotte was a bit worried.
After all, the gemstone on the necklace has flaws and might not fetch a high price at auction. But in the brief mont of her distraction, the price had multiplied several tis when she looked again.
"Perhaps soone genuinely likes it," Justin said softly.
"Or maybe Joy Designer’s skills are extraordinary?"
Upon hearing this, Charlotte felt a bit embarrassed and gently tapped Justin’s shoulder.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Justin, however, seized the opportunity to grasp Charlotte’s wrist and planted a gentle kiss with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"How could it be nonsense? Miss Thompson, you are the chief designer at my company; many of the collaborations depend on you to be completed."
Upon hearing this, Charlotte raised her eyebrows at Justin: "If I suddenly leave your company, wouldn’t it go bankrupt?"
"Therefore, Miss Thompson, I plead with you to be rciful and pity ; don’t leave , alright?"
Only in the presence of Charlotte would Justin reveal his softer side.
Yet, while Justin spoke softly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Charlotte, carrying an undeniable authoritative presence.
"It depends on your performance," Charlotte smiled as she curved her lips.
During their conversation, her necklace was successfully auctioned off.
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