She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 138

He paused intentionally, his gaze sweeping across the room. Once all eyes were on him, he continued, “However, we should also give the younger generation a chance to explain themselves.”

His words sounded fair, but every one of them was a veiled accusation. He had successfully hinted at Loyce’s guilt while painting himself as a magnanimous mentor.

Quiana immediately understood her cue, and her eyes reddened. “Mr. Nash, you’re too kind! But academic fraud is a matter of principle. We can’t let it slide!”

She turned to Loyce, her voice trembling as if on the verge of tears. “Loyce, if you admit your mistake now, maybe everyone can still find it in their hearts to forgive you…”

‘Are you finished?” Loyce suddenly asked. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it instantly silenced the entire auditorium.

Infuriated by her attitude, Quiana’s voice rose to a shriek. “What is that supposed to mean? Are you proud of faking your data?”

Loyce calmly plugged her flash drive back into the computer and pulled up a video file. “Since everyone is so concerned about my experimental process…”

A crystal–clear surveillance video appeared on the large screen. It showed Loyce, dressed in a lab coat, operating a bizarre–looking instrument. The time stamp in the bottom right corner dated the footage to two months prior.

“Is that…” A white–haired professor on the judges‘ panel shot to his feet. “A quantum–level microscope?!”

The room erupted in gasps. There were fewer than five such devices in the entire country, and not even Mario’s lab had one.

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Loyce clicked on the next video. “These are my work logs from the university project lab, which used to be Fernand’s research space. They detail my entire research process, starting from two months ago.”

The footage showed her meticulously recording data, the faint dark circles under her eyes a clear sign of countless sleepless nights.

Quiana’s voice was shrill. “Fernand’s lab doesn’t have that kind of

instrument! I’ve never seen it before!”

Loyce gave her a dismissive glance. “Of course not. I bought it myself.”

“That’s impossible!” Quiana cried out.

“Why is it impossible?” Loyce scoffed. “Have you forgotten that I have money? The Sampson family still owes me hundreds of millions in medical fees, after all.”

The statement sent another shockwave through the crowd. Quiana’s face flushed a deep red, and she lost all composure. “You! Don’t listen to her! You plagiarized Sybil’s piano composition–you’re a liar! Nothing you say can be trusted!”

“Enough!” the head judge thundered. “Ms. Lonsdale’s findings have already been verified by seven experts, and now she has provided video evidence of her entire research process. You cannot keep questioning her just because she is young and brilliant! There is no issue here!”

He turned to Mario, his eyes stern. “Mr. Nash, control your student! This is an academic forum. Do not use baseless online rumors to slander an outstanding researcher!”

Loyce stood in the spotlight, her gaze sweeping over a pale Quiana and a visibly shaken Mario. Finally, her eyes landed on the audience.

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