Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 A Bomb Threat

This book was practically worth more than gold.

Trent narrowed his eyes. “You’re into reading books?”

Quinn paused for a second, then suddenly let out a dry laugh. “So, you really don’t know me at all.”

Hence, he didn’t care about her interests.

Her laughter made something tighten in Trent’s chest, like something that once belonged to him was quietly slipping away.

“This whole thing today was a misunderstanding. I’ll talk to my mom and Jacinda, clear everything up. And about the divorce, don’t take what my mom said seriously. I’m not divorcing you,” Trent said. His voice softened a bit. “I know I’ve been neglecting you. From now on, I’ll do better.”

Quinn studied him in silence.

But it was already too late for them. She was going to divorce him.

This marriage was over.

The next day, Quinn went to Julius‘ company to return the copy of Mo’s Manuscript of Birds.

“Mr. Whitethorn, I finished the book last night. Thank you for letting me borrow it.”

“I remember asking my driver to tell you–it was a gift,” Julius said.

“This book is way too valuable. We’re not at a point where we should be giving each other gifts,” Quinn replied.

“If it doesn’t bring you joy, then even the rarest book is just a bunch of paper,” Julius said calmly. “If you don’t want it, throw it away.”

Quinn was speechless. The book cost twelve million in Azanian currency. There was no way she could just toss it in the trash. Besides, she really did love the book. That made it even harder to part with.

“Mr. Whitethorn, what exactly do you want?” she asked, brows furrowed in frustration.

“I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.”

Is he talking about that day at the racetrack, when I pulled him out of the way of the rampaging horse? But honestly, even without my help. he probably could’ve handled the situation himself. Moreover…

“Haven’t you already made a donation to Operation Hope Elementary School to show your gratitude?”

“Do you think my life’s only worth a mere school donation?” Julius shot back.

Quinn was taken aback.

“But if you really don’t want to accept this book, then I’ll take it back,” said Julius. “On one condition–accompany me to the book market.”

“Book market?”

There are usually some rare finds there,” Julius continued. “Sometimes you come across something really interesting. You like reading too, don’t you, Ms. Bridger? Why don’t we go take a look together?”

Quinn didn’t respond right away. Unless she was prepared to watch a rare book worth twelve million get tossed asid. like trash, she didn’t have much of a choice.

Whitethorn? Are they talking about Julius?

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