She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 6

Once the other students had cleared out, Fernand turned to Loyce with a dark expression.

“You’ve really outdone yourself,” he said coldly. “My lab doesn’t have room for you. Expect an official notice—you’re out.”

Loyce only shrugged, completely unfazed. Fine by her. That meant she could leave, right?

Before she’d even made it down the corridor, a woman appeared out of nowhere and practically pounced on her—more accurately, on the clear vial in Loyce’s hand. “Is that Nexo-7?!”

Loyce glanced down at the clear glass bottle. A pale blue liquid swirled inside, faintly fluorescent. “Yeah. Why?”

“You made it?” The woman’s voice trembled with excitement. “How did you do it?”

Loyce shrugged again. “I just followed the formula.”

That only made the woman more worked up. She grabbed Loyce by the wrist. “I tried for three years in my lab, failed more times than I can count. I even ran out of raw materials. Could you look at my notes? I really need this compound!”

Leanna Yost had recently heard that Lucian Shapiro had a rare genetic disorder. Only Nexo-7 could ease the symptoms. But compounds like this weren’t something just any chemist could mix; even a tiny deviation could ruin the effect.

And the gene therapy vial in this girl’s hand—color, clarity, everything—looked perfect.

Leanna didn’t just want it. She needed it, because that kind of medicine could be traded for an absurd, life-changing payout.

Loyce frowned, her tone flat. “It’s not complicated. Control the ratios and follow the measurements exactly.”

Leanna clearly didn’t believe her. She hurriedly pulled out a business card and pressed it into Loyce’s hand. “I’m Leanna Yost, from the biomedical institute next door. Are you interested in joining my team? I can get you published in top-tier journals, even put you in charge of your own project. You’ll have funding and resources—plenty of both.”

Quiana, who’d been nearby trying to calm Fernand down, froze the moment she heard the name. Her jaw tightened.

Leanna Yost was a world-famous scientist. Why did Loyce deserve her attention? Over one stupid vial?

Quiana immediately put on a fragile, hesitant look and spoke softly. “Ms. Yost… that vial was actually something our lab worked on together in our spare time. Loyce took it out without getting permission from our advisor.”

Leanna blinked, then turned to Quiana and the two senior students beside her. Suspicion crept into her eyes. “Is that true? She didn’t synthesize it herself?”

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