She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 351

They left the coffee shop one after the other, and the staff at the door watched respectfully as their new young owner walked out.

“I walked here,” Lucian Shapiro said. “My car is parked near the Auric Athletic Center.”

“Let’s take a walk, then.” Loyce Sampson glanced at the man-made lake beside them. “The weather is pleasant now, but it’ll get cold soon.”

The two strolled along a cobblestone path. “The company that woman from earlier works for has been in talks about an endorsement deal for the commercial development we're collaborating on,” Lucian mentioned.

Loyce tilted her head to look at him. “There’s no need to make things difficult for her company over something like this. It was clearly the talent director, Bianca, who was personally targeting me.”

“Why would she target you?”

A willow leaf fell, landing on the tip of Loyce’s hair. Lucian reached out, his fingertips brushing her cheek as he plucked the leaf from her soft strands. “Could it be that she was annoyed you interfered and saved her artist? Or was she trying to set you up to take the fall for something?”

Loyce stopped walking. “What do you think?”

Lucian’s lips curved into a smile. “Since you have no connection to these boy band members and your intentions were good, Bianca wouldn't have confronted you directly even if she was worried about complications from your first aid. The way she acted, it was like she couldn't wait to send you to the police station, almost as if she knew her artist was bound to have an 'accident.'”

Loyce grew thoughtful.

Seeing her so engrossed in thought over another man, Lucian leaned in close. “What? Are you worried about him?”

“He’s an acquaintance of my third brother, Hank. I can’t just stand by and do nothing,” Loyce said, pulling out her phone and dialing the private line of Blossom Hospital’s director. “Did an ambulance from the Auric Athletic Center arrive recently?”

As the director, Sapphire Walsh was more than willing to fulfill her duties, especially since her position now depended on Loyce.

Sapphire quickly checked and replied, “Yes, a patient with chemical burns to the throat was admitted anonymously. He’s on his way here now.”

As long as Blossom Hospital was handling it, the man named Vincent would be fine.

Loyce, perhaps overthinking, added a final instruction. “Have our retired military surgeons handle this level of surgery. The other doctors might not be able to manage it. No mistakes.”

“I understand. I’ll make the arrangements immediately.”

“Thank you for your trouble,” Loyce said.

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