Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Harlan Confronts Julius

Chapter 46 Harlan Confronts Julius.

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Just as Quinn opened her mouth to respond, a voice called out from behind her. “Looks like I showed up just in time. If you want to take a shot at me, be my guest. But if you’re dreaming of keeping Quinnie by your side… forget it.”

The voice froze Quinn in place.

Slowly, she turned, and there he was, Harlan, standing calmly in the center of the shooting range.

She widened her eyes. What’s he doing here?

Within moments, he had already crossed over to her side. “Quinnie, Laura told me you were here, so I came to see you. Did you return the clothes?”

“Yes… I did,” Quinn replied softly, already piecing together that Laura must’ve tipped him off.

“Let’s go,” Harlan said, reaching out to gently unclasp Quinn’s hand from Julius‘ collar. His gaze locked onto Julius’s, sharp and unflinching. “If you really think you can mess with me, Mr. Whitethorn, and treat me like some toy to pass the time, then go ahead. Give it your best shot.”

Julius’s brow furrowed, but it wasn’t the words that unsettled him; it was the sight of their joined hands.

It struck him with the same force as that day at the hospital entrance when he saw Harlan holding Quinn tightly in his arms, as if he’d never let go.

“In this world, nothing stays certain. One moment you’re the hunter, and the next, you’re the prey.” With that, he took Quinn’s hand and walked away without so much as a backward glance.

In Jexburgh, few dared to challenge Julius Whitethorn.

Julius’s voice rang out suddenly. “Mr. Wooley, do you think I could ever be prey?”

Fabian froze for a beat before replying, “Impossible, sir.”

No one has guts to think of Mr. Whitethorn as prey. Even if Mr. Ingram is known as Jexburgh’s little tyrant, he’s still not on Mr. Whitethorn’s level.

“But in this world, there’s always an exception,” Julius murmured, his eyes drifting to the gun Quinn had used earlier. “If one day I really do become the prey… who do you think the hunter would be?”

Fabian hesitated. Who could, and who would dare hunt Mr. Whitethorn?

Meanwhile, outside the shooting range, Quinn walked alongside Harlan. A light breeze brushed past as she glanced at him and asked, “Aren’t you worried Julius might actually come after you after what vou said?”

Harlan’s expression remained composed. “I said what I meant. Why would I be afraid?”

“But Julius isn’t like most people,” she said quietly. “No matter how capable you are, he…”

“Quinnie, do you really think I’m that incapable?” Harlan asked, his voice calm but firm. “I’m not the same reckless kid who used to charge around the military camp anymore. If Julius really wants to come after me, he’d better be ready for mutual destruction.”

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She looked at the man who used to be just a boy following her around in the military camp, someone who once needed her protection like a little brother. But now, the innocence of youth had faded from his face, replaced by calm conviction and unwavering strength.

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