She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 442

"Ms. Lonsdale, what kind of trouble are you trying to stir up now?" A guest friendly with Baldwin couldn't help but speak up to stop her, his tone carrying obvious dissatisfaction. "This belongs to the 'SaintHealer', do not be disrespectful! How can you casually question a life-saving remedy that the master worked so hard to develop?"

Baldwin also immediately darkened his face and scolded sharply: "Ms. Lonsdale! This is not the place for you to fool around! Give the sachet back to Lucian immediately! Out of respect for your grandfather, the Shapiro family won't hold this against you!"

Joanna seemed to have finally found an outlet, pouring out all her dissatisfaction with Loyce: "Exactly! You've targeted our Channing time and time again, and now you're even interfering with the medicine meant to save Lucian! What are your intentions? Can't you stand to see the Shapiro family have even a little bit of good fortune?"

Luna also crossed her arms, using stiff English to mock: "Some people have no skills of their own, so they just get jealous of others. Master, please don't lower yourself to the level of such an ignorant person."

Faced with this torrent of accusations, Loyce acted as if she hadn't heard a word.

She simply held the sachet, pushed through the crowd, and slowly walked toward the 'SaintHealer', who hadn't looked her in the eye once.

"SaintHealer?" she repeated the title softly, her tone playful. "Christopher Jefferson, it's been a few years. You've really made a name for yourself abroad, haven't you? You're just slapping any title you want onto yourself now?"

Those words, "Christopher Jefferson," struck the "SaintHealer's" skull like a bolt of lightning!

His arrogant demeanor instantly froze, and he snapped his head around to look at the source of the voice.

When he clearly saw the girl standing in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile, all the strength was instantly drained from his body. The aura of a transcendent sage and his calm facade shattered to pieces in an instant, leaving only extreme terror and disbelief!

How could she be here!?

"Wh-who are you..." Christopher stammered, his voice sharp and distorted, his face instantly turning as pale as paper. Beads of cold sweat poured from his forehead and temples like a waterfall, rapidly soaking his carefully groomed beard and collar.

Loyce walked up to him step by step, a half-smile playing on her lips. "We met in The Savage Coliseum, and you don't recognize me already?"

She merely took one step closer, and the man's body began to tremble violently uncontrollably. He stumbled backward, almost collapsing onto the floor!

"Is it... is it really you?"

This sudden turn of events left everyone around them stunned.

Channing asked Luna in a low, panicked voice: "What's going on? Why does the SaintHealer you brought seem so terrified of Ms. Lonsdale?"

He was backed into a corner, his whole body turning cold, watching helplessly as she pulled a gladiator he had pronounced dead back from the brink of the afterlife.

When that person woke up, it was as if he had witnessed a miracle, and he excitedly hailed her as—the "SaintHealer"!

He had thought he would be silenced too, and frantically begged on his knees for mercy, but was unexpectedly spared.

She even asked his name and casually pointed him toward a way to make quick money, allowing him not only to pay off his debts but also to amass a considerable fortune.

Only after that did he gradually understand just how terrifying the power and status the title "SaintHealer" represented on the dark web. And it was from then on that a hidden and bold idea took root in his mind—

Who would believe that the "SaintHealer" who shook the underground world back then was just a teenage girl?

"Judging by your reaction, you remember?" Loyce played with the sachet, her tone gentle yet carrying the weight of a thousand pounds. "Letting you off the hook back then was a moment of mercy on my part. Now it seems I was wrong."

"Drop to your knees," Loyce commanded, staring at Christopher, her words effortless but absolute.