She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 126

Gerard couldn’t guess her intentions, but he did as she asked. The same night he obtained the high–definition video, he used his expert skills to edit it, scrambling the timeline and splicing in another clip that Sybil had staged herself.

With Gerard’s technical prowess, once the fabricated video was released, it was virtually impossible for anyone to detect the forgery.

That evening, a video depicting Sybil taking her newly finished score to Loyce’s bedroom to share, and later returning to retrieve it, went viral online. Overnight, every wealthy socialite and heir in high society was gossiping about Loyce’s moral depravity. They were all convinced that she had used despicable, low–class tactics to steal Sybil’s original composition, only to turn around and falsely accuse Sybil of plagiarism.

At the Seabrook villa, Alicia watched the one–sided online onslaught with satisfaction, stroking her daughter’s hair. “Let’s see how that little bitch gets out of this one.”

Sybil stared at her phone screen, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. “You’re brilliant, Mom. Loyce’s reputation in our circle is completely ruined. She’ll never be able to show her face among the socialites again.” Of course, Loyce had anticipated this outcome the moment the video was released. Plenty of people in their circle were criticizing her and

defending Sybil, with one notable exception: Yorick Winslet, the man she had only met once at the banquet.

“I feel that Ms. Lonsdale’s piano skills are superior to Sybil’s,” he had said. “There might be a misunderstanding here.”

When his words reached Sybil, her expression soured. Wasn’t that just another way of saying she had framed Loyce? And to think she had considered him a potential backup fiancé. The man was young, but apparently, he was already blind!

Chapter 126

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Meanwhile, at the Shapiro estate, Lucian had just finished a grueling stretch of work. An unidentified freighter had been robbed and blown up at the maritime border, leaving fragments of firearms made from a special material in the water.

The Navy had to collaborate with the Department of Security to investigate the cause of the incident. He hadn’t slept in two days, and even after two cups of coffee, his face was pale.

Robert watched him with concern. “Sir, you’ve only just started recovering thanks to Loyce’s treatment. You shouldn’t be pushing yourself this hard.”

“It’s only been two days. I’m fine,” Lucian said, leaning back against the sofa and closing his eyes. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, “Any news on Loyce?”

“Let me check, sir.”

Soon, Robert had a summary of the latest gossip from high society. The good news was that Loyce was a hot topic, which meant she was being noticed. The bad news was that the buzz was overwhelmingly negative, filled with comments about how she was unworthy of being a Lonsdale and was bringing shame to the family.

When Lucian didn’t hear a report after a long pause, he opened his eyes and noticed Robert’s hesitation. His narrow eyes narrowed further, a flicker of emotion breaking through his usual cold demeanor. “What trouble has she gotten into now?”

Robert handed him a tablet with the video pulled up. “It seems everyone is accusing her of using Sybil’s sheet music to show off, and then framing her for theft. It’s become quite a scandal.”

Lucian watched the entire video, his tone indifferent. “Are those people blind?”

“It’s mostly the young heirs and socialites stirring the pot. Should I have

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