"Serena Lancaster..."
Phelps ground the Elyndorian woman's name between his teeth.
His gaze turned increasingly venomous.
Since that bitch had completely humiliated him, he was going to make sure her life became a living hell.
He spun on his heel and marched back to his sports car.
Sitting in the driver's seat, he immediately leveraged the Prescott family's vast resources.
He reached out to a high-ranking official on the Organizing Committee who had worked with the Prescotts on multiple occasions.
By offering a massive bribe and dangling the threat of the Prescott family's influence in Severia, Phelps successfully secured the man's loyalty.
Then, he submitted an anonymous report to The Security Regulatory Oversight Division.
The accusation was devastatingly malicious.
"Serena Lancaster, Captain of the Elyndorian representative team, is suspected of hoarding globally banned neural-stimulant drugs to artificially enhance her competitive performance. We request The Security Regulatory Oversight Division conduct an immediate investigation to ensure fairness in the tournament."
It was a deeply underhanded move.
Regardless of whether they actually found anything, the mere fact that officials raided an Elyndorian competitor's room for banned substances would spread like wildfire.
Even if she was proven innocent, the suspicion would linger.
If she performed flawlessly in the upcoming matches, people would always wonder if she was secretly relying on drugs.
That was exactly what Phelps wanted.
He didn't care about uncovering the truth.
He just wanted to completely destroy the Elyndorian team's reputation.
Less than half an hour later.
Chief Arbiter Terrence Voss, the official Phelps had bought off, arrived at the Skyline Seven-Star Hotel with a squad of heavily built tournament security guards.

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