Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 149 Violeta's True Identity

Seeing Violeta comfortably seated in the speedboat, untouched by the wind or rain, Hattie trembled with rage. "D*mn it! D*mn them!"

The speedboat's roof was made of specialised glass material, clear enough to see outside from within and vice versa.

Thus, as they sped past Hattie's speedboat, not only did Hattie see Violeta, but Violeta also saw Hattie.

Hattie's frantic, exasperated expression was fully visible to Violeta.

Violeta simply turned her head away, her demeanour calm and unaffected.

In her past life, Hattie had never been an ally, and this life was no different.

Upon their arrival at the island, the staff had three shuttle vehicles ready to transport them all back to the manor, along with raincoats.

Meanwhile, on another part of the island, Benson was observing the sea through binoculars.

He had also noticed the two speedboats, one of which carried Violeta and her group.

When Hattie reached the shore, she was completely drenched. Immediately, a servant wrapped her in a towel.

"Hattie, why would you go out to sea so late at night?"

Hattie, fuming and feeling unjustly treated, did not see her own mistake.

"Benson! They just drenched me with seawater, and I even choked on it!"

had also

was normal for it to kick

it was uncertain whether it was

it was just unlucky

"Let's go back now! The rain is getting worse. You

suspected it might

That darn Violeta!

at their accommodation, Hattie quickly changed clothes and hurried to Benson's room to share her suspicions. "Benson, I've got

and his computer screen was filled with finance videos, too. He was teaching

the

a lot of thought; she did

felt off about Violeta's

incident with the Bamboo Eau de Parfum, Hattie

brushed it off,

had not

it,

sat down opposite Benson and began her analysis. "Benson, I think there's

and Jasper managed to bring her out, how could Jasper just introduce Violeta

background, she would be on a totally different trajectory than Jasper, a wealthy scion. A future

match in social status or at least a partner

Violeta did not fit these

what Hattie was suggesting.

Hattie continued, "is

a White?" Benson asked, lowering