No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 259

hapter 259 Stardale Necklace

Mason’s long fingers lifted the lid of the box.

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Inside was a necklace set with countless diamonds in different sizes. At the center sat a heart- shaped pink diamond, surrounded by layers of white stones. The design was rich, detailed, and breathtaking.

Amelia’s pupils shrank at once.

She knew this necklace.

Years ago, it had taken over the front pages of both fashion and business news.

It appeared at a top auction in Zubuoy and was bought at a record–breaking price by a representative of the Everetts.

Back then, it happened to be Lady Everett’s 80th birthday. Everyone assumed the necklace was a birthday gift from the younger generation.

No one expected that, years later, it would appear here–and that it was about to be placed around her neck.

“Isn’t this too much?” Amelia stepped back, nerves kicking in. “It’s just a charity gala: I—”

“Don’t move.”

Mason’s warm fingers had already touched the skin at the back of her neck. She shivered without meaning to.

He leaned in, very close.

She could feel his breath brush lightly against her ear.

The cool diamonds rested against her warm skin, raising a trail of tiny goosebumps.

Click. The clasp closed smoothly.

Mason stepped back half a step, holding her shoulders so she faced the mirror.

He looked at her reflection. With the necklace in place, her presence seemed to glow instantly. Calmly, he answered her unfinished question.

“No.

“This necklace was meant for Stardale Group from the moment it was bought at auction.

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“Tonight, you’ll wear it for your first public appearance. Starting tomorrow, it will be displayed in Stardale’s brand gallery as a signature piece.”

His voice dropped as he met her eyes in the mirror. “That’s why its name is Stardale.”

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat.

With a few careful words, Mason had turned what felt like an overwhelming personal gift into a clear business decision. The heavy weight in her chest eased at once.

She let out a long breath. Her tension faded, and she even found the mood to joke. “Displayed at the company? Aren’t you worried someone might steal it? If this goes missing, it’d be worth a fortune.”

Mason raised an eyebrow, clearly unconcerned. His handsome face held the calm confidence of someone in full control. “It won’t happen. Under the main diamond, there’s a top–level micro tracking and location chip. Completely secure.”

Only then did Amelia fully relax.

At least she didn’t have to worry about losing it by accident and ending up with a debt so huge she could never repay it, even if she sold herself.

Mason adjusted the necklace, making sure the pink heart–shaped diamond rested perfectly at the center of her collarbone.

He studied her reflection, then nodded with approval. “Looks good. It suits you.”

The diamonds caught the light and echoed the shimmer of her gown. She looked as if she were wrapped in a field of stars, elegant and refined, yet impossible to ignore.

Amelia looked at herself in the mirror, then at Mason beside her.

She tilted her head, looking up at him. “You said this necklace was prepared long ago. So that

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means if the design director standing here today wasn’t me, but someone else, it would’ve gone around their neck instead. Right?”

Mason’s hand paused.

He lowered his gaze, meeting her searching eyes.

He clearly caught the flash of mischief in them.

Suddenly, he laughed.

He reached out and lightly tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger.

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“Behave.”

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His low voice carried a hint of a smile, and heat rushed to Amelia’s cheeks.

She turned her eyes away, flustered, and muttered under her breath, “I am behaving…”

Mason noticed her reddened ears but didn’t push the topic further, kindly giving her room to

recover.

Just then, an assistant from the styling team brought over a shoe box and opened it in front of Amelia. Inside was a pair of silver stilettos. The heels looked at least four inches high, and the straps were covered in tiny crystals that matched the shimmer of her dress.

“Ms. Harlow, please try the shoes.”

Amelia’s

eyes went straight to the heels, and her brows knit together.

Her ankle had healed well, but she absolutely couldn’t wear high heels anytime soon. It could cause another injury.

As she was thinking about how to turn them down, Mason spoke first.

“Change them.”

The assistant froze, clearly confused.

Mason didn’t look at her. His gaze rested on Amelia’s ankle as he added calmly, “Her foot is injured. She can’t wear heels. Bring flats instead.”

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