Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 122 The Unexpected Arrival

Having her record broken filled Nyla with rage.

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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!”

pain as the

hit the wrong person, Violeta said, “Sorry, but you can blame your mistress for using you as a shield. I

you dare hit me, none of you will leave the Yurtlandia

Violeta

whip again, and Nyla quickly ran to avoid

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.

gritting her teeth. “Sawyer! You must

one came to Nyla’s aid, they all watched

lost and should accept the

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“This isn’t over. Your inn is finished!”

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the whip. “Running won’t help. I’m going to give you this lash,

stable doors, her subordinates following.

the whip again..

Snap!

missed her once

really

one of the inn’s staff hurried over to Sawyer. “Mr. Qualls, the trade association is here!”

a table, Nyla’s face lit up with

and pointed at Sawyer, Violeta, and the others. “You’re all finished! It must be my uncle! Sawyer, I told you, your inn is

was extreme,

her

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

“The trade association?”

turned to Niall, who nodded in

instantly understood that the trade association people were likely called

quickly tidied her hair and ran

worried. “This isn’t good. Nyla is a master of twisting the truth. She’s going to make a complaint

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