Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism
Chapter 201 Jeremy

Natalie initially thought these few people would be easy to handle.

But she hadn't expected them to create such a mess. Her whole party was ruined.

Furious, she stepped aside to call her dad.

"Hey, Dad! You need to send Jeremy over right away! Someone's wrecking my party! Yeah, hurry!"

As soon as she hung up, a chair flew past her.

Natalie was startled and quickly ducked behind the bar, hiding like a turtle.

Once her people were all beaten down, Natalie heard no more noise outside. She slowly peeked out at the scene.

The place was a wreck, and Violeta and her group were nowhere to be seen.

What's going on?

Did they leave already!?

Natalie stood up from behind the bar, and just then, she heard the sound of cans being opened behind her.

"You're standing up, huh?"

Turning slowly, Natalie saw Violeta and her friends lounging on the barstools behind the bar, casually watching her.

Violeta's clothes were still immaculate despite the fight, as if she hadn't been involved.

With an amused look, Violeta leaned on the counter, popped open a can with one hand, took a sip, and said, "So, got any more people? If not, we're leaving."

Natalie was stunned.

Anger flared up inside her.

This bitch, does she look down on me? She's not even worthy!

Seeing Natalie remain silent, Violeta nodded to the men beside her. "Looks like she's got no one left. Let's go. It's getting late."

Zoren commented, "What a waste of time. So boring."

Natalie had already called for backup. There was no way she was letting them leave so easily now!

Summoning her courage, she shouted, "Stop right there!"

Violeta turned back nonchalantly. "What now?"

Trying to keep calm, Natalie said, "You ruined my party. Do you even know who I am? I won't let you get away with this!" Jasper laughed like he had just heard the funniest joke. No one had ever tried to intimidate them with their status all his life.

Mimicking her words, he asked, "Do you even know who we are? Forget about this place. How about we talk about ... " Before he could finish his sentence, outside the party area, the sound of several motorcycles roared to life as a whole biker gang had arrived.

The onlookers outside quickly scattered.

A thirty-something man walked in with seven or eight young people in biker gear following him. They had quite an imposing presence.

Seeing him, Natalie's fear melted away. She shouted with delight, "Jeremy! Finally! It's them! You have to help me get revenge. They ruined my party. They need to pay!" The man called Jeremy was bald, but he had a thick beard.

Violeta and her friends turned to look at them.

It seemed the show wasn't over yet. They decided to stick around and have a bit more fun.

When Violeta saw the man called Jeremy, he looked familiar. She thought for a moment.

Oh! Now she remembered.

In the team of stunt directors on set, this big-bearded guy was known by the nickname 'Jellybean.' Many people on the set used to tease him about this nickname.

But aren't they a biker gang now? Or is being a biker just a hobby for them?

How did they switch careers to join a stunt team in the city?

What a coincidence.

Is Natalie's dad the stunt director who chatted with Violeta in her previous life?

It seems like it's a small world after all! Who would've thought this reserved stunt director had such a headstrong daughter?

Violeta watched them with interest.

Jeremy stepped forward. "What are you guys doing here, causing trouble in Moon Bay?"

Jasper laughed. "Are you saying Moon Bay is your turf?"

Moon Bay is an undeveloped area without developers, so it remains the country's property.

Just because a biker gang roamed here didn't mean they owned it.

Hayden narrowed his eyes, his voice icy. "Natalie's earlier words make me wonder if the cliff accident in Moon Bay was natural or caused by you. You're illegally gathering here, claiming the land. Do you know the consequences?

"Seems like the rules here are too loose."

Hayden's words carried authority without anger.

His righteous aura was almost palpable.

Jeremy glanced at them, each with an extraordinary demeanour, unlike the usual street idlers.

Especially the man in the white jacket.

Could it be ...

His family was in politics.

If that were true, this could be trouble.