Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 651

Evelina's expression darkened. "It's possible. After all, Violeta's rise has been incredibly smooth."

It had taken her years to reach where she was today.

But Violeta became a top star the moment she debuted.

What was the reason behind that?

Anyone would say Violeta was lucky, landing a role in one of Wade's productions right after debuting.

Speaking of Wade, Evelina suddenly remembered something. She glanced at Winona and asked, "I heard Chad is Wade's grandson?"

Winona nodded. "Yes."

"Chad's kept that pretty low-key. No one connects the two of them. But now that Chad's gaining momentum, I don't see why he had to struggle so much. If he'd leveraged Wade's connections earlier, they could've easily tailored a script for him. Nolan wouldn't be where he is today."

Nolan was the actor who had blown up thanks to his role in a historical drama.

Wade's scripts were known for creating stars in historical dramas. If Chad had wanted to take the easy route, he could've had it way easier than most.

But he chose the tough road of becoming an action star, which was exhausting, painful, and left him constantly injured.

Honestly, he was being foolish.

Evelina added, "If I could collaborate with Chad, it would give me a way to meet Wade. Then I could have my pick of the historical dramas Wade writes."

Winona agreed, "That's a solid plan. Wade's not the type of screenwriter you can easily connect with. Approaching Chad is the way to go."

Evelina perked up and asked, "What's Chad working on these days?"

"I'll have to look into that."

"Alright, go find out ... Ouch ... "

Before Evelina could finish, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach, wincing as she clutched it with her eyes closed.

Winona frowned. "Is it your stomach again? I've told you to stop dieting so hard. You need to eat regularly."

Evelina sighed. "I know, but my stomach pains have become kind of habitual."

"This isn't sustainable. You should find time to get it checked out at the hospital."

"Alright."

Though she said she'd go, Evelina's schedule was packed, leaving her no time for a check-up. She kept putting it off.

Usually, when her stomach acted up, she would take some medication. Sometimes, she'd tough it out until the pain subsided.

Meanwhile, Violeta had spent the New Year in the mountains.

Violeta nodded. "I'll go pack my things now. They should be coming to pick me up soon."

"Go ahead."

After Violeta packed her belongings, the helicopter had already circled the sky several times, now waiting for her at the back mountain.

With her backpack slung over her shoulder, she headed out without anyone seeing her off—it wasn't necessary.

She took one last look at the gate of the Hermitage, then turned and left.

Tuna followed closely behind her, while Hera had long settled into her cage.

Tuna sniffed the air and turned to glance back.

At the Hermitage gate, Elden and the second senior brother stood watching.

"Elden, when do you think Ms. White will return?"

"Master said, ‘If fate wills it, they will meet again.'"

Violeta boarded the helicopter, which lifted off from the mountaintop.

In just over ten minutes, they had landed at the White residence's helipad.