Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Wendy didn't expect to stumble upon a treasure.

If this script had appeared two months earlier, she would have picked it over the movie she was already working on.

Sadly, her next film was already in advanced stages, making it hard to abandon.

However, there might still be a way out.

James pondered for a moment. Then, his eyes sparkled as he suggested, "How about you guys have a boxing match? If they win, you agree to film the movie."

His proposal seemed oddly casual. But James was a regular at Glorian Boxing matches.

He was a huge fan of Glorian Boxing, and his two bodyguards were also skilled Glorian Boxers.

How might an ordinary person stand a chance against such experts?

A wrong move could prove fatal.

His proposal was too much.

Wendy stood up, intending to dissuade James from the idea.

But before she could speak, James turned to her and asked, "Wendy, do you want to help them fight?" Wendy froze. "No, Your Highness, I only wanted to remind you. Shouldn't we head upstairs for drinks?" James clapped. "Let's bring the drinks down here."

...

Someone soon brought the drinks from the winery, as well as a sofa.

The same man went to negotiate with Violeta and her group as before.

As Violeta and her group contemplated slipping away, James had already planned another form of entertainment.

It was their bad luck to run into the royal family today. However, the worst lay ahead.

The man informed them that James wanted them to box.

If they won, Wendy would agree to direct the film, and James would even sponsor them.

Clearly, James had already regarded Wendy as the reward for the winners.

Eugene's eyes widened with shock. "Boxing? Stop joking! We don't know how to box!"

The man remained expressionless. "You have to box even if you don't know how."

Eugene argued, "You're not asking us to box but to risk our lives!"

With the orders given, the man left, leaving no opportunity for argument.

"Hey, come back! Let's discuss this further!"

"What should we do now, Mr. Scott? It looks like we're in serious trouble."

Fearfully clutching Violeta's arm, Aster remarked, "They're not giving us any chance to negotiate. Look, they've even moved the sofa

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Felix glanced across and suggested, "We could forfeit. They probably won't do anything extreme."

Eugene appeared serious. "We have no control over whether they act extreme. Remember, we're in Glorialand."

Glorialand had recently legalised boxing, adding to the uncertainty.

Everyone else here, except the four of them, was James' people.

Despite Wendy's earlier attempts to dissuade James, he was adamant.

It was evident that he wouldn't let them go easily.

Eugene frowned. "Since Prince James has ordered us to fight, forfeiting might be seen as disrespect. We may worsen the issue." Disrespecting the royal family wasn't only a matter of being expelled.

That was a crime in Glorialand and could lead to imprisonment.

In the Glorialand's strict social hierarchy, the royal family held ultimate power that couldn't be challenged.

Felix asked, "So, what should we do? Can you fight, Mr. Scott?"

Eugene went silent.

Violeta was about to speak, but Eugene interrupted, "I don't know Glorian Boxing, but I've trained in Free Fighting. I'm not a pro, but I can still

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make some moves. I'll go up

later pretend to fight, and get defeated. I hope he'll let us go then."

Aster's voice trembled as she asked, "Isn't that just offering yourself to get beaten up?"

Eugene responded firmly, "Unless one of you wants to take my place. Do you think Felix can fight?" Felix was rendered speechless.

He wasn't as physically capable as Eugene. And if he got injured, nobody could drive afterwards. Moreover, Felix and Aster were only employees.

Aside from Violeta's identity as a

celebrity, Eugene, as her agent, was the most suitable candidate. It was natural for him to protect his employees.

Moreover, he was a man.