She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 414

Everyone watched as Loyce picked up her napkin and wiped her mouth.

"Is the food not to your liking, Loyce?" Sybil's seemingly concerned question carried an imperceptible hint of gloating.

Immediately after, one of the executives let out a scoff, not too loud, but just enough for the whole table to hear. "Tsk. She doesn't even know basic dining etiquette for a lady of standing. Clanking her silverware against the plate like that, how embarrassing."

The words were like a poisoned needle, pointing directly at Loyce's "background" and "upbringing."

However, Loyce's movement as she set the napkin down remained utterly unhurried.

Her face showed not a shred of humiliated embarrassment or cowardice, only a nearly glacial calmness.

Her gaze swept over the disrespectful executive, finally locking onto Edgar's slightly shifting face. Her voice was as clear as jade striking stone, carrying a power that pierced right through their hypocrisy:

"Did I remember incorrectly?"

Loyce tilted her head slightly, her sharp eyes stabbing straight into Edgar.

"Uncle Edgar, haven't you always just been the acting director of Macrostar Production, not the legal representative? Which means, you're just a professional manager hired by Macrostar, working for a salary. The true, sole legal heir of Macrostar... is me, Loyce."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the executives whose faces had instantly changed color. Every word struck like a heavy hammer on a drumhead:

"So why did it sound like, from what you gentlemen were just saying, you've mistaken the proxy for the master? Putting yourselves in the wrong position?"

"Boom—"

The destructive force of that sentence was a hundred times worse than the sound of the silverware!

The air around the main table seemed to vanish instantly, plunging them into dead silence.

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