Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 303 An Unexpected Account

However, that amount of money could easily buy a house in a second or third-tier city!

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Vivian, a dancer, wouldn't have the confidence to spend so recklessly without Declan supporting her financially.

How could she afford it?

Grace frowned.

Suddenly, a thought struck her.

The hit-and-run driver was terminally ill, and both he and his wife were ordinary workers. Yet, their daughter studied music at a prestigious school in Wiltonshire.

Music was an expensive field.

It wouldn't be easy for a working-class family to send their child to study in Wiltonshire.

Meanwhile, Vivian had just spent a small fortune.

Could this be a lead?

Violeta had the same thought.

Declan stepped aside to call Vivian, but it went unanswered.

Then he called Lucy.

Lucy answered, but she didn't know where Vivian was either.

Violeta looked at Grace and whispered, "Ms. Parker, if Vivian is with Simon, I might know where they are."

Grace was surprised. "You do?"

Violeta nodded.

It all connected back to the earphones Violeta had slipped into Simon's jacket pocket earlier.

When Simon left, his phone disconnected from Violeta's Bluetooth.

If they needed to find Simon, she could track the earphones' GPS.

Grace asked Violeta why she had put the earphones in Simon's jacket.

Violeta explained truthfully that she was concerned about potential cheating in the competition.

"Vio, you're incredibly thorough.

"You really helped me a lot!"

Violeta wasn't naturally detail-oriented; she had learned from past experiences.

Grace stepped forward and coldly addressed Declan, "Declan, stop calling her. If she wanted to answer, she would have by now."

Declan questioned, "What are you implying? Do you know where Vivian is?"

Grace replied, "I don't know where Vivian is, but my sharp student here knows where Simon is. If Vivian is with him, we just need to find him to find her."

Declan's gaze shifted to Violeta.

He then asked, somewhat puzzled, "Grace, why are you helping me?"

Grace scoffed, "You're mistaken. I'm not helping you."

She was helping Hazel and Nydia.

She had to uncover the truth about the car accident!

...

Plans were changed on the fly.

Grace postponed the dinner and drove with Violeta to find Simon.

Worrying about her daughter, Irene went along as well.

Following the GPS, they arrived at a budget hotel named Economy Inn. The betrayal in Declan's eyes was as clear as day.

En route, Violeta had investigated Declan's claim about the large withdrawal.

Using the Black Market's Tianyan system, she tracked Declan and Vivian's accounts and followed the trail of Vivian's transfer. Her discovery was shocking.

The two hundred thousand dollars wasn't spent but was transferred to an overseas account in Wiltonshire.

The next step was to verify if the account holder was the driver's daughter studying abroad, and the truth would be out.

Vivian wasn't innocent after all!

However, despite knowing this, Violeta couldn't tell Grace.

Investigations required evidence and

proper procedures, but Violeta had used black market methods. Revealing the truth would expose her identity and methods.

As George had warned, she was still a wanted figure on the black market.

If her cover was blown, she would be the first to be arrested, not Vivian.

She couldn't risk exposure.

They arrived at the hotel.

Violeta fell unusually silent.

A concerned Irene asked, "Sweetie, what's on your mind?"

Violeta gently lifted her eyelashes and posed a question. "Mom, if someone does good things while pretending to be a bad person, are they good or bad?"

Irene brushed a lock of hair from Violeta's face and replied softly, "There's a saying that actions speak louder than words. No one is

perfect. Who defines good and bad? Others? No, it's you yourself."

"Sure, Mom." Violeta smiled faintly and nodded.

As they entered the hotel, the GPS red dot grew closer.

The front desk refused entry, so Violeta promptly reported a lost item to the police.

Faced with the police and their IDs, the front desk reluctantly led them upstairs.

Chaos ensued. They burst into the room, finding Vivian in the bathroom, clothes scattered by the bed, and Simon lying naked on the sheets ...

Witnessing this, Declan flew into a rage. He lunged at Vivian, slapping her twice before brawling with Simon.

In the ensuing chaos, Vivian tried to intervene but accidentally hit her head on the bedside table, collapsing and bleeding.

Amid the chaos, Violeta used Vivian's phone to email the police, providing clues and the exact Wiltonshire account number.