Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 122 The Unexpected Arrival

Having her record broken filled Nyla with rage.

The fact that she hadn't exploded was surprising enough-there was no way she would let herself be whipped.

Nyla kicked over the chair beside her and turned to her subordinate. "Bring my horse, Gale. I want to race again! I can't believe that old horse beat my record." "Yes, Ms. Smith."

The staff brought the whip and handed it to Violeta. Violeta didn't care if Nyla accepted her defeat or not, she was determined to deliver that lash.

The whip was short, only twenty inches long.

Violeta took it and cracked it in the air, producing a sharp "snap" that echoed loudly.

Hearing the sound, Nyla turned her head, her pupils dilating in shock.

Violeta looked formidable, and Nyla realised she was serious about the whipping. Nyla took a step back. "You really intend to whip me? Do you have any idea who I am?" Violeta replied, "Did you think I was joking?"

She aimed the whip at Nyla and lashed out with full force.

Nyla's eyes widened as she quickly ducked behind her subordinate.

"Ouch!"

The subordinate cried out in pain as the whip struck his shoulder.

Seeing she had hit the wrong person, Violeta said, "Sorry, but you can blame your mistress for using you as a shield. I won't cover your medical expenses."

I am? If you dare hit me, none of you will leave

Hearing this, Violeta chuckled.

whip again, and

caught Nyla's ponytail, yanking out a few strands of hair. Her hair became dishevelled as she tumbled into a nearby haystack, looking utterly humiliated. Nyla clutched her head and glared

one came to Nyla's aid, they

with Ms. White. You lost and should accept the consequences.

I'm going to give you this lash, and no one can stop

the stable doors, her

swung the whip

Snap!

her

tedious. Nyla really

then, one of the inn's staff hurried over to Sawyer. "Mr. Qualls, the

Nyla's

It must be my uncle! Sawyer, I told you, your inn is done

crossed her

was in the wrong, she could twist the truth, and the trade association

"The trade association?"

turned to Niall,

association people were

her

is a master of twisting the

calmly said, "No problem. Let's go out and

she reached the front hall, her smile froze on her

the young man she had whipped earlier, getting