Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 137

In the middle of their conversation,

a piece of paper floated out from the store.

Violeta took a step forward, picked it up, and glanced at it. She saw a few words scribbled on it.

Wally Houle most likely wrote it.

At first glance, the writing was truly atrocious.

Before, Cyril had criticised Sophia's writing as mere scribbles. Compared to her writing, Wally would receive a good scolding.

"Whether you agree to sell it or not, you will sell it today!"

A gruff voice emanated from within the shop. Violeta discarded the paper and stepped inside.

Inside, the young asisstant stood in front of Cyril, who was clearly upset. The shop was in disarray, with items scattered and broken everywhere.

The man in his twenties sitting on a chair by the shelves was likely Mr. Wally, the heir of the Houles.

Cyril was stubborn as ever. He declared, "Your handwriting is unworthy of my pens. Even if you beat me to death today, I won't make a custom pen for you."

Wally was infuriated by his claim. He retorted, "Fine! You're still being stubborn? Boys, give him a good beating!"

"Yes, Mr. Wally!"

A few servants stepped forward, raising their fists, ready to beat Cyril.

"Stop it!"

Violeta stepped in and blocked their path. She said, "You can't hit him."

Cyril was an elderly man. If he got hurt, who would Violeta turn to for a custom pen?

The servants paused and lowered their fists.

Wally, who occupied the chair, paused. Wally eyed Violeta, captivated by her beauty. Wally asked, "And who might you be?"

Violeta retorted, "Who I am is none of your concern. Is there no law here? You can't just beat people up."

Wally leaned back, his eyes appraising her with a hint of amusement. He asked, "Law? Here, the Houles are the law!"

Violeta couldn't find the words to rebuke him.

The last person she had met with such arrogance was Nyla at the inn.

Ignoring Wally, she lowered her eyes and turned to help Cyril to his feet.

Despite his stubbornness, the old man didn't want to involve outsiders. He warned Violeta, "You shouldn't get involved. They have more people. You're just a young girl; you'll get hurt."

Violeta was surprised by Cyril's concern that the old man was looking out for the youngster.

Despite his sharp tongue, he had a protective side, which changed her opinion of him slightly.