Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 80

hapter 80 The Fifth Branch

Chapter 80 The Fifth Branch

Right then, police sirens cut through the crowd. A police car pulled up, and several officers stepped out. “Who’s causing trouble here?” one asked. They were familiar with the Bridgers.

“She is!” Melvin practically lunged forward, pointing directly at Quinn. “She’s the one making a scene at our family’s ancestral hall. Arrest her now!”

One officer walked up to Quinn, about to speak, but when he caught sight of the cremation urn she held, wrapped in the national flag, his expression changed.

“This is…”

“My parents‘ ashes,” Quinn said. “I came here today for one reason only–to bring them into the ancestral hall, to place memorial tablets for them.”

After a pause, one officer asked quietly, “May we ask… how did they pass?”

“They served in the Peacekeeping Force. They were deployed overseas… and they didn’t make it back,” Quinn answered.

The officers stood in solemn silence for a beat, then, in perfect sync, they straightened their postures and saluted the cremation urn.

Melvin and Marley were stunned speechless. They had been counting on the police to drag Quinn away. Instead…

“What are you doing?” Melvin barked. “Get her out of here!”

The Bridgers held considerable influence in Yarburn, so the officer advised Quinn, “We understand, ma’am. Still, maybe it’s best to leave for now. Any issues can be settled more calmly.”

“No need. I’ll say what I have to say right here,” Quinn declared. She turned to face the ancestral hall and lifted the cremation urn high in both hands.

“I, Quinn, daughter of the fifth branch of the Bridger family, return today carrying my parents‘ ashes to this ancestral hall.”

She spoke loudly and clearly, her voice echoing across the courtyard. “Once, when our country was divided and suffering, seven brothers from the fifth branch joined the war. Only one came home. My great–grandfather, Montgomery Bridger, once stood guard over this very hall. Though he never drew the lot, he took thirteen wounds defending its doors and never retreated, not even an inch. My parents, Montague and Arlene, served in the military for thirty years. They gave their lives for this country. They were fallen heroes.”

With fierce reverence, she cried out: “I, Quinn, unfilial daughter of the fifth branch, beg… relatives. Please open the doors and allow the ashes of my parents to rest here. Let them be honored with memorial tablets!”

Her voice boomed like thunder. Everyone stared at her in stunned silence. Her hands still held the cremation urn, her expression solemn, her eyes locked on the sealed doors.

Julius, watching from the edge of the crowd, couldn’t take his eyes off her.

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At that moment, no one dared to approach or drive Quinn away anymore. The Bridger family’s fifth branch was renowned for its honor and courage. Who would dare reject a descendant like her?

Even Melvin and Marley stood frozen with disbelief. For Marley, the fifth branch was just a name in the family registry. All she really knew was that the fifth branch had long since faded into obscurity. She had no idea about the events that had shaped that branch’s history.

Standing beside his daughter, a flicker of irritation crossed Melvin’s face. He hadn’t expected Quinn to shout like that in front of everyone.

But if they allowed her into the ancestral hall now, it would be a public acknowledgment of her identity as a member of the fifth branch–an outcome that could complicate things for him.

Thinking quickly, Melvin spoke up. “Even if you say all that, who’s to say if it’s true or not? I still think-

“It’s true!” Moldred interrupted from the side. He had stayed silent until now. “I’ve met Quinn before. She looks different now that she’s grown up, and I didn’t recognize her at first. But everything she just said… confirmed it. She really is the Quinn from the fifth branch!”

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