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."

know who I am? If you dare hit me,

Hearing this, Violeta chuckled.

again, and Nyla

haystack, looking utterly humiliated. Nyla clutched her head and glared at Sawyer, gritting her

to Nyla's aid, they all

was your bet with Ms. White. You lost and should accept the consequences. Running away only

the whip. "Running won't help. I'm going to give you this lash, and no one can stop

the stable doors,

the

Snap!

missed her

tedious. Nyla really couldn't

over to Sawyer. "Mr. Qualls,

a table, Nyla's face

Violeta, and the others. "You're all finished! It must be my uncle! Sawyer,

who crossed

tightened. Even though Nyla was in the wrong, she could twist the truth, and the trade

"The trade association?"

turned to Niall, who nodded

the trade association people

her hair and

"This isn't good. Nyla is a master of twisting

problem. Let's go out and see what she's

out ahead to complain, but when she reached the front hall, her smile froze on her

man