She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 200

The story of how he had injured his leg as a soldier and later built a culinary empire with his wife had once been covered by the media as an inspirational piece.

[OMG! What a bombshell! Blossom Drugstore really healed Tucker's leg?!]

[Didn't someone say his leg injury was incurable? Is this a medical miracle?!]

[Who is this streamer anyway??]

Just as the viewer count broke the fifty-thousand mark, another blank account named ‘Thane's Mom’ entered the stream. She immediately began gifting Cruise Ships—each worth five hundred dollars—spamming the button until the count hit 999+, triggering a meteor shower animation and a server-wide announcement.

[Thane's Mom is requesting to co-host.]

Loyce felt the most interesting part was about to begin. She brought Thane's mother into the stream as well. Sure enough, Thane's mother's verbal combat skills were on a completely different level than her husband's.

As soon as her camera and microphone turned on, Mrs. Crown appeared, dressed in a designer power suit and seated in a high-rise office with flawless makeup. She aimed her words directly at Thane. "What on earth is going through your head? I couldn't stand it anymore; I had to come on here and tell you off! What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Letting her marry you? That would be like pairing a goddess with a toad. A total waste!"

Thane's composure finally cracked. "Mom! There are so many people watching! What kind of mother says that about her own son?!"

Mrs. Crown scoffed, tapping her fingers on her desk. Her tone was sharp. "What? Are you embarrassed? Maybe you should have thought about the consequences before you decided to throw a tantrum in someone else's stream."

She turned to the screen and offered Loyce an apologetic smile. "I am so sorry. It's my fault for not raising him better, letting this little brat run wild and cause trouble."

Loyce smiled back, her voice gentle. "It's quite alright, Mrs. Crown. Teenagers in their rebellious phase can be impulsive."

Thane stomped his foot in frustration. "Who's in a rebellious phase? I'm eighteen!"

Mrs. Crown shot him a look that could kill. "Eighteen? You don't even act eight! If it weren't for her, your father would still be in a wheelchair! And what do you do? Instead of being grateful, you come here and make a fool of yourself."

The chat instantly erupted.

[LMAO, his own mom confirms it: Thane is more childish than an 8-year-old!]

[This Blossom Drugstore must be the real deal! Otherwise, they wouldn't be defending her like this!]

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