Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

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Chapter 227 Collisions and Consequences

If she wanted, she could kill them all right here and take credit later ...

After weighing the pros and cons, the five men ultimately surrendered one of the three keys to Violeta under her

pressure.

Only then did she allow them to leave.

As they descended the stairs, they saw the man who had been cleaning glasses behind the bar had already

passed out from blood loss.

A small team of people rushed in, carrying the man out and escorting the five men away.

Before leaving, they turned to look in Violeta's direction.

"We'll remember you, Six!"

Violeta stood in the bar, expressionless, holding her phone. She made a few quick operations.

All's fair in deception.

In truth, she had never sent the coordinates to Interpol. Bluffing them had actually worked.

This only proved how guilty they felt.

With one of the keys in her possession, they wouldn't dare make any reckless moves, and the black market

bounty would be lifted.

The threat was completely eliminated.

Feeling quite pleased, Violeta left the bar.

She didn't notice that a man in a white coat had emerged from the second-floor room behind her

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Back at the White residence, Violeta examined the black market server key in her hand.

Suddenly, she remembered the sixth glass on the table ...

After entering the room, Violeta clearly saw six cups on the coffee table, but there were only five people in the

room.

Why was there an extra cup?

Did they have another guest who hadn't arrived yet?

Or had the guest already arrived but remained hidden from her sight?

As she pondered, the key in her hand suddenly dropped onto the carpet.

Tuna, who was lying under the bed, quickly grabbed the key and swallowed it.

Violeta hurried to pry open his mouth.

"Oh no! You ate it! You silly wolf, why did you eat it? This isn't food! Spit it out, spit it out!"

This was the key to the black market's entire information server!

There were only three such keys in the world.

When the key was given to Violeta as collateral, she had intended to return it once the black market bounty was

lifted.

She didn't want to attract more trouble to herself.

Keeping the key was inherently dangerous.

But she never expected Tuna to eat it!

"Oh no, I'll have to give you a laxative. We need to get it out."

Tuna looked at Violeta with innocent eyes, his eyelids drooping.

Violeta left the room and asked a servant to give Tuna a laxative, but Tuna was smart and wasn't hungry, so he

refused to eat anything.

This put the servant in a difficult spot.

They had to keep an eye on Tuna's bowel movements.

Violeta had school the next day, so she went to sleep after instructing the servant to find the key.

The servant, not daring to neglect Violeta's orders, nodded and promised to find the key in Tuna's feces.

After the five men safely left Hoiten, they realized they had been tricked.

There was no Interpol chase.

They had fled like rats, only to understand the ruse once they were on the plane.

"Damn it, we were played!"

The men discussed Six on the plane.

"That woman is cunning! Who would have thought Six was a woman?"

"Yeah, really unexpected!"

"The key is in her hands. How do we find her now?"

"First, we need to cancel the bounty and call back those searching for her."

"We must get the key back... that woman is too crafty. A Hoiten woman...

The next day, the black market bounty was lifted.

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Violeta felt a great sense of relief.

She was much more relaxed while training at the tennis court.

However, something felt odd.

When she encountered Hayden at the tennis court, his gaze was more intense than before, as if he had

discovered something, making Violeta uneasy. "Hayden, why are you looking atlike that?" she asked.

Hayden lowered his eyelids slightly and replied, "It's nothing."

Zoren teased, "Hade always looks at people like that, doesn't he?"

Violeta replied, "It's different."

"How so?"

Violeta fell silent.

She couldn't quite pinpoint it, but it felt different.

Oh well, maybe it was just her imagination!

She decided not to dwell on it.

That afternoon, while Violeta and Kaylee were entering the classroom with their laptops and books, they

accidentally bumped into Hattie, who was leaving. Hattie was holding a water cup, which tilted and spilled water

on Zelena's gift bag, soaking the clothes inside.

"Oh no! My clothes ... "

Zelena quickly moved the wet bag away and pulled out the folded clothes to check. They were wet.

"Oh my god, Lena, you haven't even worn these yet. What are you going to do now?" Candy exclaimed.

To make matters worse, the water in the cup wasn't just plain water.

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