Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22 I Really Do Still Want You

All that mattered was that he was willing to help.

As long as he was willing, evacuating the mall wouldn’t be an issue at all.

Which meant the only thing left was to head back to the top floor and find Julius!

Quinn rushed to the elevator, but it seemed to have malfunctioned and wouldn’t respond at all.

Damn it! Could this have been done by that same group of people?

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She turned and sprinted toward the emergency stairwell. She was currently on the 6th floor, while the top floor was the tenth floor. The seventh, eighth, and ninth floors were the mall’s office levels.

That meant she’d have to climb four floors as quickly as possible!

By the time she reached the eighth floor, she heard the mall’s public announcement system informing guests to evacuate due to an emergency earthquake and fire safety drill.

She understood the man had already started the evacuation.

The biggest issue at hand was, she had no clue where the bomb was, let alone when it was set to explode.

Soon, Quinn reached the top floor.

But the entire place was dim. Every light had gone out.

The sounds of a fierce brawl echoed in her ears, accompanied by wails of distress.

Her heart skipped a beat as she moved quickly toward the source of the noise.

“julius, I’m going to kill you!” a furious voice shouted.

Immediately after, another muffled grunt was heard.

Quinn picked up her pace. “Jul…”

However, the scene that unfolded before her eyes made her halt abruptly.

Bodies were scattered across the floor, limbs askew, with no sign of whether they were dead or alive.

And at the center of it all stood a tall, lean figure, splattered with blood. His slender fingers were still dripping with it.

However, it seemed… the blood belonged to someone else.

Sensing her gaze, Julius lifted his eyes and looked toward her. Those dark, deep eyes met hers with a lifeless calm.

Yet his lips curved slightly into a faint smile. “You’re late. Otherwise, you might’ve caught a much more entertaining show.”

It was clearly a blood–soaked scene, but on him, it somehow felt light and effortless, like she’d just missed the climax of a movie.

Quinn rushed forward. “Are you hurt?”

He raised an eyebrow slightly. “I would’ve thought Ms. Bridger would be more concerned about these poor souls on the floor.”

I’m not that much of a saint,” Quinn replied. Since he could still talk to her that way, he probably wasn’t seriously hurt. “This place isn’t safe. We need to leave!”

Just as they were nearing the emergency exit, Quinn suddenly heard a sound. Tick, tick

Could it be the bomb?

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