She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 620

When Loyce arrived at the Macrostar headquarters, she was met with an absurdly grandiose reception.

Dozens of employees in sharp business attire had been hastily pulled away from their desks. The lobby echoed with the frantic clicking of dress shoes and heels. They lined up in two perfectly straight rows flanking the entrance, bowing respectfully as Loyce walked in.

"Good morning, Ms. Lonsdale."

The wildly exaggerated display made Loyce stop in her tracks. She glanced at the man stepping forward to greet her, his face plastered with a sycophantic smile.

"Ms. Lonsdale, I'm Jed. I'll be handling your onboarding today. Please, just call me Jed."

"There's no need for this ridiculous circus," Loyce said, her cold gaze sweeping over the rows of visibly uncomfortable employees. "I'm only here to learn the ropes. I'm not here to waste everyone's working hours."

Of course, no one actually believed she was just there to 'learn'. The recent news scandals had been deafening; everyone in the building knew she was there to take over the company.

While the staff respected her ruthless reputation, seeing her up close, they couldn't help but notice how incredibly young she looked.

Jed nodded eagerly, playing along. "Of course, of course. Which department would you like to start your training in? I can show you around."

Loyce cut straight to the chase. "Where is Edgar right now?"

Jed hesitated but answered honestly. "The board of directors is currently in an executive meeting discussing the bidding strategy for the new Belfry landmark plots."

Loyce didn't miss a beat. "He's going after plots A7 and A8, right? I'll go sit in."

Jed froze, shocked that she already knew the highly confidential targets. Panicking, he quickly forced a smile. "That... that might be difficult, ma'am. It's a closed-door meeting with the technical department and the senior board members. I don't have the authority to just bring you in."

Faced with Edgar's blatant attempt to kick her out and the board's hostile glares, Loyce didn't flinch. Instead, she leaned further back into her leather chair, her calm, piercing gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally locking dead onto Edgar.

She waited until the sheer weight of her presence silenced the room before she finally spoke.

"I want everyone here to understand one very simple fact. Macrostar doesn't just belong to you—it is the sole legacy left to me by my parents. I refuse to watch the only thing they left behind be destroyed by people who have no right to it. Therefore, as the rightful heir to the original founders, I have a few things to say."

Her voice wasn't loud, but her tone was absolute. Every single word rang crystal clear in the quiet boardroom.

The executives exchanged nervous glances. Edgar's hands balled into tight fists, furious at her thinly veiled accusation that he was running the company into the ground. He had already experienced her manipulative brilliance firsthand. His voice dropped into a dark warning.

"Loyce, corporate strategy isn't a child's game. You're swimming in deep waters here. You can't just barge in and disrupt everything with a few emotional words."