She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 816

Yale could hardly believe his ears. Sheer ecstasy instantly washed away his prior desperation!

Lucian! The ruthless, iron-willed commander he feared and understood most... had actually softened?!

Baldwin and Joanna were stunned as well, a rush of relief washing over them like they had just survived an apocalypse.

"Give Loyce the answers she wants."

Yale finally confessed the truth of what happened back then.

Twenty years ago, the heir to the Lonsdale family was close friends with Ansel Lawton, a key intelligence chief. When Ansel died from a supposed accidental viral infection, his father found evidence in his belongings suggesting foul play.

Loyce's mother, a medical researcher, realized Ansel's suspicious death involved foreign syndicates. During her private investigation, she zeroed in on Yale Nash. However, Yale was meticulous and quickly caught wind of their snooping.

He hadn't planned on killing them. If they had just backed off, played the role of oblivious billionaires, and stayed out of national security affairs, they would have lived. Unfortunately, the couple were fiercely righteous patriots. Knowing Yale would become a massive threat if allowed to take root, they submitted their suspicions and partial evidence to the higher-ups. But the official they handed it to was working with Yale. The evidence was intercepted, and the couple was killed in a staged car accident during a family trip.

And the ones who orchestrated the hit were none other than Alicia Seabrook and her husband from the Lonsdale extended family.

The pieces of the past finally locked into place.

Yale looked at Loyce. "I am sorry about your parents. But I was genuinely backed into a corner back then."

Loyce closed her eyes. "You deserve to be sliced into a thousand pieces."

"Loyce, let the past stay in the past."

Lucian grabbed her arm. "He's strapped with explosives. If you die here, what happens to your grandfather and Forrest?"

Loyce raised her eyes. Pure rage and indignation flared in her amber irises.

Ultimately, she jerked her head away. The spiked club hit the floor with a loud clang. She didn't say a word, but her rigid silence painted the perfect picture of forced compromise.

To Yale, this was a flawless script!

Lucian pressured her using their history, and no matter how much she hated him, she had to submit to her lover's decision!

Just as he thought—women were too emotional!

Who cared about X or vengeance? In the face of "love" and a man's authority, it was all bullshit!

Loyce turned her back, her voice slightly hoarse. "You handle the rest."

"You can take Luna and go. But them," Lucian shot a glacial look at Baldwin and Joanna. "They stay."

The color instantly drained from the Shapiros' faces.

Yale didn't hesitate for a second. "Deal!"

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