Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 375

Violeta was an artist, and her appearance was her most valuable asset.

It was simple for people to offer kind words.

But when things escalated to this point, few were willing to step up and take the beating on her behalf.

Eugene, however, was willing to do so.

In Violeta's eyes, Eugene was a man of outstanding loyalty and responsibility.

She had indeed chosen the right manager.

Lydia had made a terrible mistake back then.

Violeta said, "Eugene, actually, I—"

Eugene interrupted, "Enough, stop trying to talk me out of this. Beauty, it seems like we can't get Wendy. We'll have to come up with another plan."

Even at this critical moment, Eugene was still thinking about work. He was a true workaholic.

Just as he finished speaking, James had already set up the stage.

His servants had brought in a sofa and a table with unopened wine bottles. A woman stepped forward to open the bottle and let it breathe.

James sat on the sofa, his posture arrogant.

With a slight tilt of his chin, a bodyguard stepped forward.

He asked, "Time's up. Who's going up on stage?"

Eugene took off his coat and stepped forward.

Aster exclaimed, "No, don't do it! Mr. Scott, come back."

Felix said, "Stop shouting, Aster. If Mr. Scott gets distracted, it could be dangerous. There's a medical kit in the car. Go get it just in case."

Aster replied, "Alright."

Violeta stood by the side, watching the situation.

Eugene took the stage.

Prince James gave a signal. His bodyguard swung his fist towards Eugene.

The punch was as swift as lightning, slicing through the air.

Eugene barely dodged, but another punch followed. He avoided the first, but couldn't escape the second. His right chest took the full impact, causing him to stumble.

James took a sip of wine. He frowned his brow with a look of disdain when he saw Eugene get hit.

He commented, "Pathetic! There's nothing worth watching here."

Wendy remained silent.

Violeta watched as Eugene took blow after blow. Her brow was slightly furrowed.

She glanced at the prince and studied his expression.