She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 1025

Martha collapsed onto the couch, clutching her chest, her face stark white. "What did she mean? Who sent her to approach you?"

Carl sat beside her, his expression thunderous. "Swain, what do you know about this?"

Swain stood frozen in the middle of the living room, his vision swimming. Morris Lonsdale. The man he thought was entirely untouchable. Why did he want Helena? Since when? And why would he go to such terrifying lengths?

Suddenly, Swain's phone buzzed.

And then it kept buzzing. The notifications flooded in like an avalanche, practically freezing the screen.

Martha and Carl continued demanding answers, shouting completely absurd theories about how Helena must have hired Molly for revenge.

"Shut up!" Swain roared, losing all control.

His parents recoiled, horrified by the raw fury on his face.

While Molly's muffled sobs echoed from the bedroom, Swain's attention was fully consumed by his phone.

He unlocked it. The notifications were blowing up a forgotten group chat—the project team from the Lonsdale Music Atelier, where he and Helena had first crossed paths.

The chat had exploded with 99+ messages in seconds.

He opened it with trembling fingers.

The screen was flooded with screenshots and exclamation marks.

"Holy shit, Mr. Lonsdale just posted on Twitter! Look!"

"He never posts anything personal! Was he hacked?!"

"Hacked? Look at the picture! He posted it himself!"

"Biggest gossip of the century!!!"

"@Swain Carter, didn't you date Helena? Have you seen this?"

Swain stared at that last message as if he had just been punched in the gut.

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