Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 302 Whispers of Betrayal

But Violeta was too shy to accept Grace's offer and politely declined.

Irene was also ready to go, so the two left together.

As they were leaving, most of the attendees were gone, and the staff was cleaning up.

In the distance, a figure appeared.

Suddenly, Grace's friend nudged her.

Her friend whispered, "Look, it's Declan."

Violeta also recognized the man walking toward them.

Seeing him, Grace's mood soured.

Declan was there to find Vivian. He had called earlier but got no answer. Noticing unusual charges on their shared bank card, Declan, who happened to be nearby for work, decided to look for Vivian and hopefully have dinner with her.

Thus, he came to the venue and seemed to have been waiting for a while.

Seeing Grace and her group, Declan wanted to ask someone familiar if Vivian was inside. Despite not wanting to trouble himself, he realized he didn't know anyone else here.

So he walked over to them.

"Grace, have you seen Vivian?"

Grace pretended not to hear him and continued walking.

Declan stepped directly in front of them, blocking their way. "Grace, I'm just asking you a question. There's no need for this. Last time was a mistake; I was drunk. Do you really have to act like this?"

Everyone around Grace had heard bits and pieces about what happened last time, and a few had attended Grace's birthday party.

So, they all recognized Declan.

But since Grace didn't speak, they wouldn't either.

Standing in their way wasn't a good look for Declan.

Grace looked at him with annoyance and coldly said, "Declan, we aren't close, are we? If you want to find Vivian, call her. Why are you asking me? I'm not your servant, keeping track of your wife for you."

Declan replied, "I called her, but she didn't answer."

Grace sneered, "And how is that my problem?"

However, the fact that Vivian wasn't answering the phone intrigued Grace.

She suddenly recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier in the underground parking lot.

Simon had left early too. Could it be that the two of them...

A glint of curiosity flashed in Grace's eyes. Could Vivian be with Simon right now?

If so, Declan would be quite the fool.

Declan continued, "Grace, we're both adults. What's past is past. There's no need for this animosity. I've never seen you as an enemy ... Indeed, he never saw Grace as an enemy.

He was just arrogant enough to think Grace was waiting for him by staying single.

But unfortunately, Grace had long since grown to despise him.

Grace lowered her eyes.

Her thoughts drifted to Hazel and

Nydia, who were still in the et

after the car accident. She

suspected Vivian was involved but lacked evidence.

Though she had no proof, that didn't mean Grace would let it go. She was determined to make Vivian pay.

Since Declan had come to her, as Vivian's nemesis, it wasn't too much to stir up some trouble for her, was it?

Haha...

Grace sneered and reluctantly said to Declan, "Fine. Since you put it that way, I don't want to seem petty by not telling you.

"Honestly, saw Vivian leave the

venue quite a while ago, about fortyExclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

minutes, I saw her getting into

another man's car in the underground parking lot. Who

knows where she went after that?"

Declan was stunned.

Her words were exaggerated, but Grace did it on purpose.

Moreover, she wasn't lying.

Vivian did get into Simon's car, even if only to grab something before leaving in her own car.

Hearing this, Violeta immediately thought of the perfume scent on Simon.

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She exchanged a knowing glance with Grace, their teacher-student bond evident.

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Feigning surprise, she said, "Ms. Parker, now that you mention it, remember smelling Vivian's perfume on a man backstage. I thought I was mistaken."

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Grace was impressed by Violeta's attention to detail.

"Vio, who was it?"

"Simon Paul!"

The women around them stifled their laughter. "Oh dear, who doesn't know about Simon's flings? I never thought these two would get involved...'

"Wasn't there a rumor that Simon likes married women? Tsk tsk."

Their conversation grew more convincing.

Declan's face turned a shade of envy as if a dark cloud had suddenly appeared over his head.

He suddenly recalled the large withdrawal from his account today. Could it be that Vivian spent that money on this bastard?

That explained why she wasn't answering his calls! She was off fooling around!

Declan cursed, "That b*tch! She spent so much today that I knew something was up!"

For the top tycoons in Quinston, two hundred thousand dollars was a mere trifle, no more than the price of a designer handbag.