a week later , the specialists’ conclusion came, it surprised zhabin. "hello, what's up with you, darling, here from my wife’s box, the former ones, but interestingly, the rose of france, the lilac-red teno, uh-huh, and this is grosular, pink garnet, what are you saying, no one thought, but what is this darling, in my opinion, it’s burmese sapphire"? artificial, natural ones would cost hundreds of thousands of rubles, but any woman could afford to buy wealth. zhabin didn’t know, the story began a long time ago, 1900, the russian empire. sofia was nervous and looked around, lest her father see him and kill him, but she really needed to say goodbye to him, she adored andrei with every cell of her body, she doesn’t care that he is not her equal at all, she... worked on projects in the courtyard of this nativity monastery. one of them, konstantin ratnikov, was the most suspicious; he looked after zhenya, the nun’s lodger, which means he could see the icons. but the guy swore he didn’t come into the room, and zhenya confirmed that varvara turusov