Emerald St. Clair's POV
I sat at my older sister Sapphire's fabulous office in the flagship store of St. Clair Diamonds as she promised to have lunch with me. Among Daniel St. Clair's granddaughters, Sapphire was the one who had the knack for business just like our grandfather. People even speculated that she would be the next CEO of St. Clair Diamonds once our grandfather retires.
The female version of Daniel St. Clair—that's what they called her, I mused silently.
"I'm sorry, Em." My older sister apologized but her gaze was still fixed on the papers she'd been reading since I arrived. She wore this classic business suit with killer heels. She didn't let men intimidate her just because she was a woman. Sapphire was a powerful corporate woman in the man's domain. "I know you have lots to do than wait for me to have lunch. But I am caught up with my work."
She was also like our Granddad, a certified workaholic. Since her divorce two years ago she buried herself to work. I smiled at my sister, making myself comfortable in my chair. "Don't worry, Sap. I have a free day. I don't have any appointments today and it's not lunchtime yet. I will wait for you to finish those papers."
Sapphire sent me an apologetic look. I was startled when the door opened wide and our older sister, Amethyst barged in.
"Have you heard the latest news via the St. Clair household grapevine?" Amethyst said without preamble.
"What news?" I asked with a frown, while Amethyst sat in the vacant chair beside me, facing Sapphire's table. She wore a white trench coat with a striking unique brooch she designed, knee-length high-heeled black boots, and leather gloves for the chilly winter of New York. Amethyst didn't look like she already had a baby boy of five.
"The maids in The Jewel were buzzed with the question of who was the gorgeous Spaniard who paid Granddad a visit a few days ago." She informed us, removing her leather gloves and making herself more comfortable in the chair.
The caught Sapphire's attention and drew her gaze to Amethyst with unmistakable interest. As if, this was more interesting than the papers she'd been reading at the moment. Well, who could resist some gossip in the family?
"Spaniard, you say?" I asked with casual interest. "Is he, by any chance, a tall dark-haired man with a pair of pale grey eyes?"
"I'm not sure," Amethyst replied, mulling her brain for more information. She eyed me curiously. "Why? Do you know him?"
I shook my head and permitted myself to smile a little as I remembered the day I found a handsome Spanish man on my doorstep looking for my twin sister. "Not me, it's Ruby."
"Ruby?" Sapphire inquired with such interest in her green eyes. Now, now, now if my twin sister was hiding something from us. She should be thankful that she managed to dodge me these past few days due to my work that's why I don't have time to interrogate her with this mysterious man.
"Yes," Answering my older sister's question. "Two days after Ruby went home a Spanish man turned up in my penthouse and called me 'Red'," I recalled the first encounter I had with the mysterious man looking for my twin sister. "At first, I thought he'd mistaken me for someone he knew. But the only person I know who is a mirror image of me is my twin so I called Ruby..."
"And...?" Amethyst asked impatiently, her eyes gleamed in the sunlight. "Come on, Em. You're killing us with the suspense."
I smiled vaguely continuing my tale. "Once the mystery man and Ruby were in the same room I could feel the tension cracks in my living room. And from what I could tell, Ruby knows this man very well."

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Ruby's Secret
RomanceWhen the prodigal heiress comes home kept secrets were surely be revealed in a matter of time... At eighteen, Ruby St. Clair had run away from home and never bothered coming back again. After her parent's tragic death the rebellious heiress had stay...