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."

am? If you dare hit me, none

Hearing this, Violeta chuckled.

again, and

hair became dishevelled as she tumbled into a nearby haystack, looking utterly humiliated. Nyla clutched her head and glared at Sawyer, gritting her teeth. "Sawyer! You must want to lose your job,

one came to Nyla's aid, they all watched

You lost and should accept the consequences. Running away only brings shame to your family." Nyla snarled, "This isn't over. Your inn is

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

bolted towards the

the whip

Snap!

her

really

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

table, Nyla's

at Sawyer, Violeta, and the others. "You're all finished! It must be my uncle! Sawyer, I told you, your inn is done for, and your kids won't have a future!" Nyla's

crossed her

Even though Nyla was in the wrong, she could twist

"The trade association?"

to Niall, who nodded in

trade association people were

her hair and

good. Nyla is a master of

problem. Let's go out and see what

when she reached

was the young man