Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 303

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

It was no small expense for ordinary people.

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."