She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 471

Loyce nodded, looking completely unfazed. "Yeah. I found it not far from where Forrest was exposed to the poison. It has a specific energy signature that reacts with radioactive toxins. I'm pretty sure this is exactly what Forrest was looking for."

Forrest Lonsdale could barely contain his excitement. He grabbed Loyce's hand. "Do you have any idea what this means? This little, unassuming rock is enough to completely pull our chip manufacturing division out of its crisis."

Seeing her oldest brother so happy, a genuine smile touched Loyce's lips. "I'm just glad I could help. I didn't want you to be at the mercy of anyone else."

The board members who had previously complained about her wasting their time now felt their faces burn. The looks they gave Loyce were filled with intense shame and a complete reversal of opinion.

Whatever gossip had been circulating, whatever rumors about Bloomberry being a rich girl's vanity project—all of it shattered against this undeniable triumph. This young heiress wasn't some idle troublemaker. She was the absolute savior of the Lonsdale Group!

One executive exclaimed, his voice trembling with relief, "This means Mr. Lonsdale's multi-billion dollar investment won't go to waste! As long as R&D does their part, we won't have to pay those extortionate premiums anymore! We answer to no one! And it's all thanks to Ms. Lonsdale. You really are our lucky star!"

Seeing the crushing tension of the meeting evaporate thanks to her intervention, Forrest's deeply furrowed brow finally relaxed. Realizing her part was done, Loyce turned to leave.

Behind her, the executives on the conference screen were practically shouting to Forrest, "When it's time for Ms. Lonsdale's official welcome-home banquet, you must send us invites, Mr. Lonsdale! We'll be there with our best gifts to celebrate!"

"Of course," Forrest agreed with a smile, his eyes shining with both a fierce protectiveness and overwhelming pride for his sister.

His gaze tracked her slender but unwavering silhouette until the door clicked shut, cutting off the noise of the boardroom.

Once the meeting concluded, Forrest looked down at a memory card resting on his desk. Loyce had quietly left it there without making a fuss.

He slipped the card into his computer and opened the files.

It was a detailed video log recorded by Loyce. Her calm, steady voice narrated the footage, breaking down the sudden hazards she had encountered and mapping out the safest possible route forward.

As the video progressed, Forrest's hands clenched into tight fists. A storm of emotion raged in his eyes. The camera shook violently, catching flashes of his sister's blood-soaked pant leg, the raw sound of her suppressed gasps as she injected herself with painkillers, and the terrifying plunge into a pitch-black sinkhole where she nearly lost her life.

It wasn't a polished documentary. It was raw, unedited footage from a body cam, filled with heavy, desperate breathing, the clatter of falling rocks, and the quiet, agonizing groans she couldn't completely hold back.

Every frame twisted the knife in Forrest's heart. He could barely breathe.

The final moments showed Loyce at the bottom of the cavern, nearly drowning. Forrest's chest heaved. Then, in that absolute life-or-death moment, Lucian Shapiro appeared like an avenging angel. He descended into the dark, pulled his precious sister back from the brink of death, and carried her out through the treacherous forest, step by agonizing step, until they were safe.

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