She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 244

Cyrilla held the necklace against her neck, turning to her mother. "Mom, is it beautiful?"

Saphira played her part. "It's gorgeous. It looks like it was made just for you."

Cyrilla then turned to Loyce. "Loyce! Look at the necklace Lucian got for me. Doesn't it suit me?"

Loyce's lips curved into a smile. "It's beautiful."

Cyrilla had intended to use the necklace to stake her claim on Lucian, but no matter how long she watched Loyce, her expression remained utterly unfazed.

What was going on? Cyrilla couldn't figure it out. Her eyes darted around before she feigned another gasp of realization. "Loyce, do you think... do you think this is a token of his love? A promise of engagement? It looks so expensive."

Loyce arched an eyebrow, glancing at the necklace she herself had rejected. "It is," she said with a small smile. "Very expensive. It's a custom piece from a luxury designer."

"I trust your eye for these things, Loyce," Cyrilla said, her excitement growing. "I had no idea Lucian cared about me this much."

She handed the necklace to her mother. "Mom, quickly, help me put it on."

Watching the mother-daughter duo's performance, and noticing how Cyrilla kept glancing at her, practically begging her to ask a question, Loyce decided to play along. Adopting the mindset of someone watching a comedy, she asked, "A promise of engagement? There seems to be quite an age gap between you and Lucian."

Cyrilla's heart leaped, thinking Loyce was finally cracking. She put on a shy expression. "Actually, Lucian and I were promised to each other when we were children. We're destined to be married. I'm going to be his wife."

Loyce's smile widened. "Is that so? Well, congratulations in advance. Don't forget to send me an invitation to the wedding."

Cyrilla froze. "Uh, of course."

Saphira wanted to say more, but Cyrilla cut her off, her voice firm and her eyes cold. "Mom! I have to be Lucian's wife. I have to marry into this kind of wealth and power! Then Dad will never dare to hit us again!"

Her daughter had changed since coming to Metropia, becoming so assertive that Saphira, who had always been timid, didn't dare say another word.

...

With a rare day off, Loyce finally turned her attention to the interviews she had postponed. She arrived in the lobby of the former Walsh Hospital, where workers were hauling a new sign upstairs. What was once a small neighborhood pharmacy, Blossom Drugstore, had been transformed into a major hospital, its name updated to Blossom Hospital. The new sign would be installed by the end of the day's interviews.

Loyce made her way to the director's office, which was now hers. Three other interviewers were on the panel with her, making a total of four.

And among the candidates waiting to be interviewed was one very familiar face.