Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 227

If she wanted, she could kill them all right here and take credit later …

After weighing the pros and cons, the five men ultimately surrendered one of the three keys to Violeta under her pressure.

Only then did she allow them to leave.

As they descended the stairs, they saw the man who had been cleaning glasses behind the bar had already passed out from blood loss.

A small team of people rushed in, carrying the man out and escorting the five men away.

Before leaving, they turned to look in Violeta's direction.

"We'll remember you, Six!"

Violeta stood in the bar, expressionless, holding her phone. She made a few quick operations.

All's fair in deception.

In truth, she had never sent the coordinates to Interpol. Bluffing them had actually worked.

This only proved how guilty they felt.

With one of the keys in her possession, they wouldn't dare make any reckless moves, and the black market bounty would be lifted.

The threat was completely eliminated.

Feeling quite pleased, Violeta left the bar.

She didn't notice that a man in a white coat had emerged from the second-floor room behind her …

Back at the White residence, Violeta examined the black market server key in her hand.

Suddenly, she remembered the sixth glass on the table …

After entering the room, Violeta clearly saw six cups on the coffee table, but there were only five people in the room.

Why was there an extra cup?

Did they have another guest who hadn't arrived yet?

Or had the guest already arrived but remained hidden from her sight?

As she pondered, the key in her hand suddenly dropped onto the carpet.

Tuna, who was lying under the bed, quickly grabbed the key and swallowed it.

Violeta hurried to pry open his mouth.

"Oh no! You ate it! You silly wolf, why did you eat it? This isn't food! Spit it out, spit it out!"

This was the key to the black market's entire information server!

There were only three such keys in the world.

When the key was given to Violeta as collateral, she had intended to return it once the black market bounty was lifted.

She didn't want to attract more trouble to herself.

Keeping the key was inherently dangerous.

But she never expected Tuna to eat it!

"Oh no, I'll have to give you a laxative. We need to get it out."

Tuna looked at Violeta with innocent eyes, his eyelids drooping.

Violeta left the room and asked a servant to give Tuna a laxative, but Tuna was smart and wasn't hungry, so he refused to eat anything.

This put the servant in a difficult spot.