She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 560

A wicked, venomous thought bloomed in Sybil's mind. The aristocratic families valued purity and reputation above all else. A scandal of that magnitude would instantly destroy any chance of a high-profile marriage. No matter how much her brothers doted on her now, the moment they realized she had been used like a cheap prostitute, they would cast her out, or at the very least, banish her to some remote country to hide the family's shame.

"Thane is just young and speaks without thinking," Sybil said, plastering on a sweet, timid smile. "Please forgive him, Forrest."

There was no need to cause a scene now. The flash drive containing the horrific video had already been gift-wrapped and delivered directly to the club's owner. It was framed as a 'congratulatory video' set to be broadcast on the stadium's massive jumbotrons for tens of thousands of elite guests to witness.

Forrest's eyes narrowed. "I am not your brother, Ms. Seabrook. Do not address me with such familiarity."

Sybil's face crumbled into an expression of profound victimization.

Unable to bear seeing his beloved treated so cruelly, Thane recklessly leaped to his feet. "Mr. Lonsdale, stop using your age and power to bully an innocent girl! Sybil has been framed from the very beginning! She's so sweet and respectful, she's called you her brother for years! You're just brainwashed by Loyce! That woman is a manipulative snake with a black heart!"

The exact second the words left Thane's mouth, the temperature in the stands dropped below freezing.

The casual detachment vanished from Forrest's face, replaced by the terrifying, oppressive fury of a king whose crown had just been spat on by a peasant.

He didn't even raise his voice, yet his words carried with crystal clarity over the roar of the stadium.

Zane Johnson, the owner of the club, had been waiting in his ultra-luxurious suite for his biggest investor. Hearing that Forrest was involved in a spat down in the stands, he came rushing down.

"Mr. Lonsdale! I have the first batch of premium imported coffee brewing upstairs, what are you doing down here?" Zane chuckled warmly, his jovial attitude instantly shattering the ice. "And you promised to introduce me to your sister! This must be the famous Ms. Lonsdale."

It was impossible to stay angry at such a cheerful host, and Loyce actually had business to discuss with him. She gently tugged on Forrest's sleeve. "Shall we head up to the suite?"

Zane beamed. "Perfect timing, too! A mysterious gift box just arrived for me downstairs. I have no idea what it is, but why don't we all head up and open it together?"