She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 640

"Rat you out for what?" Loyce asked flatly. "For using your title as an Animal Conservation Ambassador to run a private, illegal poaching ring year after year?"

Corinne took a deep breath. "I really thought we could be friends. It's a shame you belong to Lucian."

"We were never going to be friends," Loyce smiled coldly. "That throw blanket in your living room... it's made of real tiger skin, isn't it?"

Corinne's face visibly tightened.

"Wondering how I knew? Even though you had it chemically treated and disguised?"

Loyce's tone remained calm. "Unfortunately for you, I'm a professional collector. I take an interest in anything extraordinarily rare and expensive. Tigers are apex predators—the fur pattern and grain along their spine and flanks follow a highly specific natural flow. No matter how much you bleached or dyed that blanket, the natural luster of the fur under the lights was far too authentic."

"No matter how advanced the manufacturing process is, you can never perfectly replicate the oily sheen of real animal fur, or the primal, biological scent that not even heavy perfumes can fully mask," Loyce continued. "You were way too careless. Putting a tiger pelt in your reception room? Did you think everyone who walked through your doors was an idiot, or did you just assume no one would care?"

Corinne's pupils dilated. She took a step forward, completely baffled. "So, you saw a rug, suspected me, and tracked me all the way across the world to a hunting lodge?"

Loyce didn't flinch. "I figured the Director of the Investigation Bureau, who managed to forge enough credentials to make his daughter the National Ambassador for Conservation, was definitely hiding bigger and better fakes in his closet."

Corinne's eyes darkened. "So this really is for Lucian. You think my father framed him for The Providence incident."

Loyce's lips curled up. "No one touches my people but me."

Corinne let out a harsh, mocking laugh. "Where is all this confidence coming from? Do you actually think you're walking out of here? We have you outgunned, and my security team is sweeping the perimeter. You really think you're leaving this room alive?"

Loyce looked at the dark barrels aimed at her. "You're welcome to try. Because if I don't die today, you and your father are going to prison. After all, the two of you conspired to poison your grandmother to paralyze her, didn't you?"

Corinne's face drained of color. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Loyce had anticipated that backup might be delayed. These billionaires had military-grade jammers and security, and hacking them took time. Her goal was simply to stall for as long as possible.

"Am I wrong?" Loyce asked smoothly. "The bulk of the Pierce family assets were secretly transferred by your grandmother into the Stellar Trust. If it were a normal trust fund, you could have found a loophole. But it's Stellar Trust. You can't touch a single cent of it, can you?"

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