She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 605

Forrest awkwardly mimicked Loyce, peeling the hot shell and popping the chestnut into his mouth. The sweet, buttery warmth melted on his tongue, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"This is incredible," he admitted, a rare, relaxed smile touching his lips. "It easily rivals anything a five-star pastry chef could make."

The vendor, thrilled to hear such praise from a man who looked like he owned half the city, beamed. "You're too kind! It's just a simple snack."

Forrest immediately ordered two more bags. "I'll take these back for the family."

Loyce smiled, realizing that this simple, grounded side of life was exactly what her workaholic brother had been missing.

With time to kill before the ladies finished at the salon, they wandered past a brightly lit Game Arcade. The air was filled with chaotic electronic chimes and the shrieks of excited kids.

Forrest stared at the flashing lights, a flicker of genuine intrigue in his eyes.

"Want to go in?" Loyce asked, catching his look.

Forrest hesitated. A bustling, noisy arcade was the furthest thing from his refined image. "No, it would look ridiculous for me to be in there."

"But I really want to play," Loyce said, unconsciously slipping into a teasing, sisterly tone. "Come on, Forrest. Play a game with me?"

He melted instantly against her pleading. "Alright. Let's go."

The sheer volume of the arcade hit them like a wall, and Forrest grimaced slightly. But Loyce had already bought a cup of tokens and dragged him toward the machines. She hadn't been to an arcade since she was a little girl, back before the truth of her identity was revealed.

They stopped at a claw machine.

Forrest stared at the pile of plushies, feeling slightly absurd, but at Loyce's urging, he dropped a token in. He maneuvered the joystick with total seriousness, only for the weak claw to drop uselessly and grasp nothing.

He tried again. And again.

Frowning, he analyzed the machine. "The tension in the claw has been deliberately loosened. It's a calculated probability algorithm designed to maximize profit while offering a minimal win rate."

Loyce laughed. "That's how they make their money."

It took them fifty tokens, but they finally managed to extract a small squirrel plushie. Despite knowing they had basically bought it at a massive markup, Forrest handed it to Loyce with a triumphant grin.

Next, they hit the basketball hoops.

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