Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 140 Hayden's Identity

Wally stood beside Ivor, looking like he had found his backer. He was no longer the sullen person from earlier.

Violeta walked towards the entrance and saw the middle-aged man standing there. She asked, "Are you from the Houle family?"

Wally proudly replied, "He's my uncle! Hahaha!"

Violeta shrugged and said nonchalantly, "I don't care if he's your uncle or your dad. Since he's here, he should hurry up and pay for the damages." Wally was fuming at Violeta's dismissive attitude.

He turned to Ivor and said, "Uncle Ivor, you must investigate this store thoroughly. It might be operating without a license. The woman and the men inside attacked me while I was on the street. They must be a bunch of troublemakers with criminal records.

"They have the nerve to cause trouble here. You need to start a proper investigation into them."

As he spoke, Hayden and the others emerged from the store.

After receiving Wally's call, Ivor drove over immediately. Normally, he wouldn't bother with such trivial matters, but he had a meeting in the city anyway, so he decided to check it out.

While looking around the store, he listened to Wally.

Originally, Ivor thought a small shop like this could be handled by anyone. But when he saw Hayden walking out of the shop, he froze.

The moment he saw Hayden, he instantly recognised who he was.

Could it be... the son of that man?

Ivor couldn't believe it and cut off Wally mid-sentence.

"You said they were all unemployed?"

Wally nodded eagerly and said, "That's right! Uncle, you have to believe me."

Realising his foolish nephew had caused serious trouble, Ivor's heart raced.

He ignored Wally and quickly approached Hayden and the others.

His stern demeanour vanished, replaced by a respectful smile. "If I'm not mistaken, you're Mr. Glen's son, right?"

Liam chuckled. "Hey, Hayden, it looks like we have someone here who knows your father. It might even be an old acquaintance.

"Hahaha!"

Indeed, Hayden's father was Glen Frost.

Hayden's calm gaze fell on Ivor, not recognising him at all.

Ivor hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, not an acquaintance; I just had the honour of meeting him once."

Glen received an invitation to attend a commendation ceremony in the city about two years ago.

Ivor was a minor official, and he took a group photo with Glen that he framed and hung at home.

It was probably the only time in his life he got to take a picture with someone so important.

Ivor knew what Hayden looked like because he had overheard Glen tell some colleagues that his son had gone mountaineering this year. Besides that, the news was

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mentioned in a magazine article by a fellow climber who happened to be

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Curious, Ivor quietly took note and specifically bought the magazine to read the article.

There was a not-too-clear photo of Hayden's face.

He recognised him based on that article.

Seeing Hayden in person now, he realised how distinguished and noble he looked.

Wally was confused by his uncle's betrayal. He tugged at Ivor's sleeve and asked, "Uncle Ivor, what are you doing? These people insulted me." "Shut up!"

Ivor glared at Wally fiercely and

chided, "You insolent brat! Look

the mess you've made here. Het

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could you accuse people! Apologise! Now!"

Wally was dumbfounded. "What?"

"You heard me!"

Ivor smacked Wally on the head and commanded, "Apologise now!"

Wally dared not say anything.

Ivor smacked Wally on the head, making him dizzy.

Wally held his head and protested, "Uncle Ivor, are you crazy?!"

Wally was still being defiant. Ivor kicked him again and scolded, "You idiot, apologise now!"

If Wally didn't apologise, and if Hayden decided to press the issue, Ivor could lose his job.

At that moment, Ivor deeply regretted coming here. If he had known, he would have stayed away and avoided this whole mess. Wally's face twisted with a mix of shame and anger.

"Uncle ... "

"I told you to apologise! Don't you understand my words?" "Sorry, I was wrong."

Wally, head hung low. He mumbled, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

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Ivor turned to Cyril with a forced smile, asking, "You're the shop owner, right? I'll cover all the damages. I'll take this brat back and make sure he's properly disciplined."

Ivor signalled to his driver.

That man served the role as both his driver and assistant. The man hurriedly stepped forward and transfered the compensation fees on the spot.