She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 470

"She is not unauthorized personnel," Forrest stated coldly, his tone dripping with unquestionable protectiveness. "She is my sister."

"Ms. Lonsdale?"

These were the core pillars of the Lonsdale Group; naturally, they knew about the recently recovered heiress. She had even represented the family at the Futura-Silicon bidding event previously.

Though they hadn't met her officially, everyone had heard the society gossip surrounding Loyce.

And the reviews were mixed.

Lionel Yates, the R&D Director, spoke up with a poor attitude. "Oh, so it's Ms. Lonsdale. However, even if you are Mr. Lonsdale's sister, a meeting of this magnitude is hardly the place for you to interject, is it? The semiconductor industry isn't one of your little play-pretend games at Bloomberry."

It seemed the Director was also fully briefed on the supposedly brainless antics she was pulling at her fashion company.

Forrest's voice instantly dropped to a lethal register. "Lionel, watch your tone when speaking to my sister."

The Director fell silent for a moment before muttering an apology. "My apologies. I've just been entirely overwhelmed lately. My emotions got the better of me. I wasn't deliberately targeting Ms. Lonsdale."

Loyce's gaze swept over the screen, taking in every anxious, annoyed, and condescending face. When she spoke again, her voice remained perfectly level. "I only chimed in to confirm something. This 'specialty ore' you're all talking about—is it a specific silicon-based mineral that grows alongside a highly lethal toxin and carries trace amounts of unique radioactive elements?"

The entire video conference went dead silent.

Then, someone spoke up. "Yes, exactly. That is exactly what we were just talking about. The very thing Mr. Lonsdale risked his life trying to find."

"Unfortunately, I couldn't bring it back," Forrest sighed.

Loyce blinked, realization dawning on her. "Hold on a second, Forrest. I need to go grab a backpack."

She had been so preoccupied with curing him that she completely forgot to hand over the goods.

Grabbing her crutches, she hobbled down to the storage room where her gear had been dumped, located the tactical backpack she'd taken into the mine, and returned to Forrest's bedroom.

By the time she returned, the executives on screen were losing their patience. They had a mountain of fires to put out and were actively petitioning Forrest to end the call.

"I don't want to waste any more time. My R&D lab needs me."

"Mr. Lonsdale, I need to go monitor the stock market. We absolutely cannot let this trigger a total collapse."

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