She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 690

"Correct," Luna answered, her voice slightly dry.

On the other side of the lineup, Robert also got his question right. He leaned over and whispered to Loyce, "Don't get jealous now. Rapid visual processing is Day One training for a recon sniper. It's just muscle memory. The Boss isn't actually checking her out, I swear."

Loyce laughed softly. "I know. I've already memorized every single detail of your outfit, too."

Robert didn't doubt her for a second. He flashed a wide grin. "We're definitely taking first place."

As the rapid-fire questions for the men continued, Lucian didn't miss a single detail. When asked about Luna's manicure, he not only nailed the base color but flawlessly described whether the tiny rhinestones on her acrylics were shaped like stars or hearts.

Most of the men failed miserably during this round, including Robert. He had absolutely no idea what Loyce's nails looked like. When the answer was revealed, Loyce simply held up her hands to show she didn't wear acrylics at all—as a trauma surgeon and a mechanical engineer, long nails were a hazard.

By the end of the men's round, Lucian's score was flawless.

Unable to hold back, Luna leaned back slightly and whispered, "Were you really paying that much attention to me, Lucian? You memorized every tiny detail."

Lucian glanced at her over his shoulder. His voice was flat and brutally dismissive. "If a stray dog stood in front of me for a minute, I'd memorize its details too."

Luna's face burned crimson. "You—!"

Lucian remained expressionless, completely shutting down whatever twisted fantasy she was brewing in her head. He didn't give her an inch of dignity.

Next, it was the women's turn to answer.

As the host moved to Loyce, someone in the crowd yelled, "The Admiral got a perfect score! No pressure, Loyce!"

Loyce smiled confidently. "Bring it on."

"What color is Robert's watch strap?"

"Brown leather."

"What pattern is his tie?"

"Blue and white diagonal stripes."

The announcement was met with a roar of approval. For a room full of hyper-competitive soldiers accustomed to sweat and adrenaline, a physical sport was exactly what they wanted.

"Water volleyball?"

Luna's eyes immediately lit up. Back when she lived in the tropics, pool volleyball was her absolute favorite way to pass the time. She was practically a pro.

She finally saw her opening. This was her chance to completely humiliate Loyce, assert her dominance, and become the center of attention once again.

She was used to being the star of every room, but ever since arriving in Harmony Country, she had been outshone at every turn. She was desperate for validation.

She immediately turned to Loyce, a thinly veiled challenge in her eyes. Speaking in deliberately broken, patronizing English, she asked, "I'm sure you don't play aggressive sports, Loyce. But do you want to try anyway?"

Loyce met her gaze calmly. "Sure. Let's see what you've got."

Channing wrapped his arm around Luna's waist, laughing nervously. "I'm sitting this one out. I'm terrible at volleyball."

"Pick your own teams!" the host announced. "Anyone playing, head to the locker rooms! We've got fresh, brand-new swimsuits ready for everyone!"