She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 85

Purity lifted a hand as if to stop him, shaking her head with fake restraint. “Enough. Don’t be that harsh on a young girl. She’s still your student, after all.”

“Ma’am, you don’t know what she’s like,” Fernand spat. “She sabotaged my medical research project on purpose! She destroyed all my data and forced the work to stop. That made Lucian misunderstand me. He pulled his investment! And my project was the key to saving his life!”

Loyce’s lips curved into a cold smile. “Your project? If I ‘destroyed’ it and you can’t reproduce it, what does that say about you? Weren’t the reports written by you? Weren’t you the one leading the research? I’m just a student, remember, just taking notes. So why is it that the moment the data vanished, all your so-called groundbreaking results vanished from your brain too, Mr. Walsh?”

Fernand’s face stiffened. For a moment, he had no comeback.

Because the truth was ugly: his “AI clinical research” was something he barely understood. The real work had been done by the students under him. He’d never expected meaningful results—he’d wanted Shapiro money. Purity had told him Lucian wouldn’t survive the year; if Lucian died quickly, no one would audit the funding, and Fernand could walk away rich.

Loyce saw every bit of it, clear as glass. She said lightly, “I wonder how Lucian will feel when he realizes you don’t actually understand your own research.”

“Don’t you slander me!” Fernand burst out, humiliated. “Who would believe a con artist like you?”

Purity’s expression tightened. “Enough. Shut up.”

Was this idiot trying to announce to the world that he never meant to do real research?

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