She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 349

Seeing the frustrated look on Loyce's face, Bianca smirked triumphantly. She had assumed the VIP pass meant Loyce had powerful connections, but it seemed she was all talk.

"I heard you got your VIP pass through a wealthy patron," Bianca taunted. "Was it Hank? You don't actually think he'll care about you, do you? It's common knowledge that Hank gets a new girlfriend every week. Besides, didn't you know Vincent is his friend? If Hank finds out you harmed Vincent with those needles, do you really think his temper will let you off the hook?"

Loyce sighed internally, her appetite for coffee completely gone. "Then you should go find—"

Before she could finish, a sycophantic voice called out from the creaking staircase, "My esteemed lady!"

Three men were coming up.

Bianca turned at the sound and saw the coffee shop owner. It never crossed her mind that the greeting was for the girl beside her.

"Mr. Westwood, you're just in time," she said immediately. "I need your cooperation. You can't let this woman—"

Bianca was cut off as Mr. Westwood walked right past her, bowing obsequiously as he placed a contract on the table next to Loyce. "You're the valued guest at table number 8, correct?"

Loyce nodded, her eyes filled with confusion. "Yes, what is it?"

Under Bianca's astonished gaze, Mr. Westwood continued to smile fawningly at Loyce. "Oh, it's nothing, I just came to deliver the transfer contract for the coffee shop. This establishment is now yours. Is there anything else you require?"

Loyce blinked. Hers? She had just tried to buy it and found it had already been sold. Who had bought the coffee shop and given it to her?

She opened the contract to look it over, while Bianca instinctively retorted, "Her? Mr. Westwood, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

She pointed to herself. "I'm the owner now."

Mr. Westwood knew that anyone who could complete a transaction of this magnitude on the dark web and notify him via an anonymous number was a mysterious and powerful figure not to be trifled with. He dutifully played his part. "Yes, from this moment on, she is the owner of this coffee shop. What are you two still standing around for? Get her out of here!"

He waved his hand as if shooing a fly, and the two bodyguards immediately seized Bianca. In full view of everyone, she was forcibly dragged from the second floor, down the stairs, and tossed out of the front door. Her neat suit was instantly covered in dust.

The dramatic reversal left Bianca utterly humiliated. Facing the strange looks from passersby on the street, she awkwardly used her handbag to shield her face, stumbled into her business vehicle, and slammed the door shut before screaming at the driver, "Drive!"

From her vantage point upstairs, Loyce saw everything clearly. As the car door opened, a young man's hand reached out to help Bianca inside. The fleeting glimpse of his chiseled profile suggested he was another member of a boy band.