The Day the Jade and My TrustShattered — Novel

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In a world where trust is as fragile as the antiques Vivian Mercer restores, the stakes rise when a careless intern named Emily Davenport shatters not just a priceless jade bracelet but also the very foundation of Vivian's life. After a near-fatal incident and a shocking betrayal, Vivian finds herself back in time, armed with the knowledge of her past mistakes. But can she rewrite her fate before it crumbles again?

As Vivian battles against the clock to protect her livelihood, Emily's carefree attitude becomes a dangerous game, drawing the attention of Nathaniel Pierce, the man who holds both her heart and her future in his hands. With a mix of rivalry and unresolved feelings, the tension between them thickens as Vivian realizes that every choice she makes could lead to her downfall—or her salvation.

Can she navigate the murky waters of ambition, love, and betrayal, or will she once again be swept away by the very forces she seeks to escape? With time running out and her trust shattered, the question remains: how far will Vivian go to reclaim her life and the truth hidden behind those jade shards?

The Day the Jade and My TrustShatteredChapter 1

I’m an antique restorer. I had just finished repairing the Quinn family’s thousand-year-old jade bracelet in Northford, valued at two hundred million dollars.

Emily Davenport, a needy student sponsored by her fiancé, snatched it from my hands.

“Vivian Mercer, can I try it on?”

Before I could answer, she slipped it onto her wrist.

“I love it! Why don’t you just give it to me?”

“You’re planning to forge a copy for a client. They won’t be able to tell. Please, don’t do this.”

I patiently explained that it was illegal.

In the next instant, the jade bracelet fell to the floor, shattering beyond repair. She stuck out her tongue in frustration.

“Oh, I was so careless. What an idiot.”

“But it’s fine. You’re skilled enough to fix it, right?”

She walked away gracefully, leaving me to take the blame—and lose everything. My fiancé snapped at me instead:

“You didn’t keep it safe, so why blame Emily? You can make more money—don’t upset her.”

Emily smiled and gave a “V” sign:

“Of course not! If you’re unhappy, just eat hot pot! If one doesn’t work, try two!”