She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 430

"What? Dennis? As in Dennis from the Royal Art Academy? Like she actually has his personal number?"

"Hilarious. Who does she think Dennis is? He's the absolute pinnacle of the art world, a master among masters, and she's just giving him orders?"

But a moment later, Loyce hung up the phone. She looked at Louis, her gaze dripping with irony. "Turns out, you didn't even graduate from that third-rate college. You were expelled for plagiarism and abysmal grades. Which means your resume is entirely forged."

Louis's expression finally shattered. Shock quickly melted into raw terror.

Did she actually know Dennis?! Did she just get the titan of the art world to investigate a nobody like him?! There was no way!

Before he could process it, Louis's phone began to ring. The caller ID flashed the name of his former classmate—the founder of Celeste.

His hands trembled violently as he answered the call. Everyone in the room watched as the color rapidly drained from his face, leaving him a ghastly, sickly pale.

He dropped the phone and practically scrambled over to Loyce, throwing himself onto his knees with a loud thud.

"Director! Director, I was wrong! Please, you can't let them expose my real resume! You can't let 'Celeste' sue me for plagiarism! With their current brand value, even if I sold my organs, I couldn't afford the compensation!"

Celeste had built a solid international reputation as an emerging luxury brand over the last two years. Louis had copied their hottest sellers directly. A plagiarism lawsuit would cost him hundreds of millions.

He and Lila weren't even core members of the Seabrook family; they were distant relatives at best. With Bloomberry tanking, there was absolutely no way Alicia Seabrook would lift a finger to save him!

With his arrogance entirely vaporized, Louis knelt before Loyce, looking as if he was ready to kiss the tips of her shoes.

"I was wrong. I was so wrong. I swear I'll change."

Loyce didn't even spare him a second glance. She slowly panned her gaze across the paralyzed faces at the round table and began reading down the list.

"Marketing Deputy Manager. Falsified five hundred thousand in offline promotional expenses last quarter. Where did the money actually go?"

Loyce's voice cracked like a whip, leaving their ears ringing.

"You pushed her out, suppressed her, and slandered her. Not because she lacked talent or professionalism, but precisely because her dedication and integrity stood in the way of your embezzlement! Because her competence highlighted your absolute worthlessness!"

It was the very first time in all her years at this company that Jean had been fiercely defended. Tears instantly blurred her vision.

As for the others, they slumped back into their chairs, utterly defeated.

Loyce looked at them coldly. "You are free to keep serving the Seabrook family. But don't delude yourselves into thinking they'll actually protect the hired help. By all means, test it out. Let's see whose blade falls faster—mine, or their rescue."

With a single decisive strike, she had proven she could bankrupt any one of them in a heartbeat. Everyone was finally put in their place.

Loyce turned to Jean. "Effective immediately, you are no longer just the Fabric Development Manager and Purchasing Specialist. I am officially promoting you to Bloomberry's Product and Supply Chain Director. From now on, you report directly to me regarding any purchasing and fabric development issues. Do you have the confidence to lead Bloomberry back to the top?"