She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 642

Loyce’s heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyelashes. "I'm sorry. I just... I thought I could handle it."

Though Hank’s face remained stern, he couldn't bear to speak harshly to her anymore. He knew she was still healing emotionally, and every reckless choice she made came from a place of wanting to protect the people she cared about.

He let out a heavy sigh, grabbing her arm and pulling her into a tight, protective embrace, patting her back. "Ever since you helped me take out Laurence’s son, I knew my sister was a force to be reckoned with. We’re supposed to be the older brothers, yet you’re the one protecting us. It’s time we step up and protect you."

Loyce looked up at him, her voice soft. "You guys have already given me everything I could ever want. You gave me a home."

Hank tightened his grip on her. A second later, the sounds of gunfire downstairs grew louder. He looked her dead in the eye. "Let’s show my men what my sister is made of. We’re fighting our way out of here."

A slight smile touched Loyce’s lips. She took the handgun he offered, checked the magazine, and racked the slide in one fluid, practiced motion.

Hank led the charge down the stairs, immediately laying down suppressive fire to pin the approaching guards at the landing. His orders to the Costa men were clear: defend yourselves, neutralize the threats, but keep the body count low.

After all, the people in this villa were influential figures. A bloodbath would do neither him nor his sister any favors, and it would put a massive target on the Costa family’s back.

As a result, his elite men aimed to incapacitate, only shooting to kill if a guard forced their hand. Without lethal intent coming at them, most of the hired security quickly lost their will to fight. They were mercenaries, not martyrs.

Loyce stuck close to Hank. Using the marble pillars and alcoves as cover, she laid down precise, suppressing fire that completely disoriented the guards. Within minutes, she had incapacitated three of them on her own.

Her angles were incredibly sharp, catching the enemy completely off guard. Had she wanted to, every single shot could have been a kill.

Instead, she held back, even intervening to save a few Costa members from being shot.

Initially, some of Hank’s core operatives had been annoyed. Their boss had flown them halfway across the world just for a girl, leaving their home turf vulnerable to rival attacks. It felt like a massive overreaction.

But now, watching Loyce fight with the cold, calculated precision of a top-tier assassin, the elite squad was absolutely floored.

"That’s the boss's sister?" one operative muttered in awe. "I’ve never seen a girl fight like that! Her aim is terrifying. No wonder he’s so protective of her."

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