She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 721

Loyce's lips curled into a cold, self-aware smile. "I've had an absolute gift for medicine since I was a child, but the Sampson family never truly valued me. They kept me around like a stray pet, and when Quiana showed up, I wasn't even worth that. But I've always had a habit of thriving when pushed to the edge."

*Crack!*

Edgar Lonsdale's left tibia shattered under the blow.

The man collapsed in a pool of his own blood, his vocal cords too strained to even let out a proper scream. "Are you really... going to kill me in here? You think no one's going to hold you accountable?"

"Yale Nash?" Loyce tapped the heavy steel wrench lightly against his skull. "What I'm doing right now is sending him a message. I'm telling him that sooner or later, I'm going to end his life with my own hands. I'm going to take out his right-hand men one by one. I'll pluck every last feather off his wings until he's nothing but a sitting duck. But honestly, I don't think his death will be nearly as painless as yours."

To Edgar, the blood-spattered smile on her face made her look like the grim reaper incarnate.

"After all, I'm a doctor," she whispered. "My absolute specialty is dismantling the human body."

Edgar crawled at her feet, his mangled fingers desperately trying to grasp the hem of her pants. "I... I was wrong, Loyce. I made a mistake. Please, don't kill me."

He was terrified of dying. He hadn't lived long enough, hadn't achieved his grand ambitions. He didn't want to go out like this...

*Thud.*

Loyce stood up, dropping the heavy tool. The room fell dead silent.

She opened the door. The police officer guarding the hallway glanced at her, then peered inside at Edgar's lifeless body. Without missing a beat, the officer yelled down the corridor, "The suspect is having a sudden cardiac arrest! He's unresponsive! Get a medic in here for resuscitation!"

When the paramedics arrived, they turned a blind eye to the horrific trauma covering Edgar's body. They went through the motions and ultimately ruled the official cause of death on the report as a sudden heart attack.

It didn't take long for the news to reach Alicia Seabrook. She had been clinging to a desperate shred of hope, convinced that Yale Nash would never let her face execution.

Hearing that her husband was dead, she shrieked into the surveillance camera in her cell. "You said you were going to protect us! Isn't that what you promised?! Yale Nash! Yale! You backstabbing son of a bitch! You're a traitor! A traitor!"

The footage was downloaded onto flash drives and delivered directly to Yale and the President of Harmony Country.

When Sybil Seabrook learned what Loyce had done, she sat in stunned silence for a moment before asking, "Did you seriously just use Lucian and the Lonsdale family's leverage to commit murder in a holding cell? If this leaks to the press, you're a criminal too."

"It won't hit the press," Loyce replied flatly.

Sybil stared at her.

"This is a national partisan war," Loyce said, her voice chillingly calm. "It escalated past your petty rich-family drama a long time ago. Be smart. Play the grieving widow, and you might just make it out alive."

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