Chapter 855
When Love Comes Late
âLetâs see how long their union lasts!â
Neville shook his head, recognizing Katyâs determination.
He chose to remain silent, deeming further words unnecessary.
With their conversation concluded, the pearl exhibition commenced.
A ceremonial hostess approached Matthew, gracefully extending an invitation.
âMr.
Clark, please come with me.
Iâm going to show you the pearls.
â
Matthew nodded and rose from his seat, allowing Stella to take his arm as they followed the hostess.
Though a relatively small exhibition, it boasted an array of pearls, a testament to the immense effort behind its organization.
The venue was enveloped in hushed silence as the hostess introduced the pearls.
Matthew cut to the chase.
âLead us to the black pearls.
â
âOf course, right this way.
â The hostess guided them, a smile gracing her lips.
As the spotlights illuminated the display, a multitude of stunning pearls unfolded before Stellaâs eyes.
Pure black pearls, blue-black pearls, purple-black pearls, and lead-gray pearls, each exuding a distinct allure.
Stella found it impossible to divert her gaze from these captivating pearls.
She finally understood the fierce competition surrounding these pearls, for their charm was truly irresistible.
She liked these pearls.
She was drawn to them in a way she couldnât describe, as if something within her had stirred, an instant surge of inspiration.
Clasping Matthewâs hand, she whispered, âLetâs go.
â
She yearned to preserve this newfound inspiration as quickly as possible.
âWait a moment,â Matthew interjected.
âYou can choose a piece of jewelry to take with you.
â
Stella initially declined, shaking her head.
Matthew persuaded her, âEven when you lack inspiration, simply holding it in your hand can be more inspiring than staring at computer images.
â
Convinced by his argument, Stella relented and carefully made her selection.