She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 66

Quiana’s fingers clenched hard around the hem of her dress, nails biting into her palm. “Loyce… what are you even talking about? I don’t understand a word of this.”

Loyce let out a soft laugh, her fingertip idly tracing the glass display case. “So Lester never told you.”

She lifted her eyes, and the chill in them sharpened. “His racing team got banned for five years because of Quiana’s illegal stunt. The sponsors are suing for fifty million, Mrs. Sampson, don’t tell me you didn’t know.”

Adele’s face froze for half a second, then she scoffed like it was nothing. “Quiana’s about to marry into the Vaughns. Fifty million is pocket change!”

She yanked Quiana close with a possessive arm and snapped at Loyce, voice rising. “And you, ungrateful traitor, helping outsiders rob your own family!”

“Me?” Loyce tilted her head, a mocking curve to her mouth. “If winning Lester’s championship bonus counts as robbing him… then sure.”

“What?!” Adele’s pupils contracted.

No wonder her husband had been tearing through the accounts two days ago, only to find fifty million quietly moved out of the company. That money had been set aside for payroll. Now it was a gaping hole, and they’d have to cover it themselves.

The more Adele thought about it, the hotter her anger burned. She grabbed her purse off the counter and hurled it at the sales associate. “Kick that trash out! I’m buying this bag!”

The associate flinched, face tight with panic. “M-Mrs. Sampson… they’re all customers. I… I don’t have the authority—”

Adele jabbed a finger at the bag Loyce had been looking at. “She wants that one? We’ll take it. I’m buying it for my daughter.”

The associate’s eyes flickered with sudden interest. “Of course. And would you like to look at some other items as well? We have new arrivals—home décor pieces, collectibles…”

Adele knew exactly what that meant: if you wanted the bag, you were expected to pad the purchase with extras. She puffed up, determined not to look bad. “Fine. Add it all.”

The associate had never seen a card like it, but she wanted Adele’s huge purchase and she didn’t want to offend someone who could casually pay eight hundred thousand for a bag. After a beat, she disappeared behind the door to call the manager and explain.

The manager took the card, pulling up the number while muttering, “No bundle, no bag. Otherwise how do we make commission? Whatever card it is, it doesn’t—”

Halfway through the sentence, his eyes bulged. His fingers trembled. He leaned in and whispered to the associate, voice shaking. “This… this isn’t normal. It’s the only unlimited black card in the entire Allview Plaza. The holder is… the Lonsdales’ newly recovered eldest daughter.”

The associate’s knees nearly gave out. “What?!”

“I got the notice last night,” the manager whispered, breath unsteady. “Ms. Lonsdale is coming to shop today. The whole Allview Plaza was bought by the head of the Lonsdale family as a gift for her.”

The associate went paper-white. “I thought she’d show up with a wall of bodyguards. I didn’t expect her to dress so simply… I— I basically offended her.”