Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism
Chapter 539 New Branch Manager

Violeta said, "You're on the set. The medical team administered a glucose injection to you."

Archer responded, "Oh, thank you."

Violeta dismissed his gratitude with a wave. "No need to thank me. Saving a life is worth more than a mountain of good deeds. Just remember, I saved you and expect you to repay me in the future." Archer looked at her with a mix of confusion and surprise.

Violeta asked, "What's the matter?"

Archer replied, "It's unusual to see someone so upfront about expecting repayment."

While most people prefer to keep their good deeds private, Violeta was refreshingly straightforward about her expectations.

Violeta shrugged. "What's the issue? Do you not want to repay me?"

Archer asked, "What do you want from me?"

Violeta replied, "I don't need anything at the moment. You figure out how to repay me. Whatever you think your life is worth, that's what you should give me."

With that, Violeta rose from her chair. "Now that you're awake, I'm heading out. Oh, and one more thing."

She pulled a few pieces of candy from her bag that she got from the goodies bag at Niall's wedding and handed them to him.

"Here's some candy. Given your issues with low blood sugar, you should always have some on hand. Honestly, I've never met anyone with blood sugar problems who doesn't take better care of themselves. "Next time, if no one is around to help you, you might as well prepare for the worst."

With that, Violeta walked out.

Archer looked at the candy in his hand.

Who said he wasn't prepared?

It was just that the candy in the car had run out...

Soon after Violeta left, the stage manager entered.

"Oh, Mr. Barnett, you're awake! I've already called Mr. Mason. Would you like to wait for him?"

Archer slipped the candy into his pocket, his face expressionless, and said coolly, "No need. I'm leaving now."

The stage manager asked, "Huh? Don't you want to rest a bit longer?"

Archer replied, "No need."

The stage manager said, "But... your car was damaged. Are you sure you want to drive it?"

Archer frowned. "My car was damaged?"

The stage manager nodded. "Yes, Ms. White caused the damage... Shouldn't you take a look?"

When Archer stepped outside, he saw the extent of the damage and sighed heavily.

A large hole had been smashed into the window next to where he had been lying, with glass shards scattered all over the seat. While the car was still driveable, it was not exactly fitting for someone of his status to drive a vehicle in such a condition.

After all, he cared about his image.

The stage manager asked, "So, are you driving it or not?"

Archer gave him a sidelong glance and said, "I'll wait for my driver to arrive before I leave."

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A month later, Quinston Bowling Club was opening a new branch in Dunivan City.

Archer, a board member of the bowling club, went on a business trip there and attended the grand opening and ribbon-cutting ceremony.

The new manager from Dunivan was also present for the event.

The venue was adorned with cameras, red flowers, and decorative ribbons.

Shortly after Archer arrived, the new manager appeared.

His assistant approached him. "Mr. Barnett, the manager has arrived. It's time for the ribbon-cutting."

Archer stepped out of the car and

surveyed the area. He noticed a figure standing by the new store entrance-dressed in casual white clothing, wearing a cap, anda black mask.

The figure seemed vaguely familiar.

As the figure slowly turned around, their eyes met Archer's, and the person greeted him with a warm smile. "It's been a while, Archer." Archer's brow furrowed. "You're the new branch manager?"

"I am."