Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 82

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Chapter 82 Humiliated Right In Front Of Her

Chapter 82 Humiliated Right In Front Of Her

“Then why didn’t you check with your uncles?” Murren retorted, clearly irritated. “Don’t you know if she s one of ours, or are you saying your uncles are clueless too?”

At that moment, Maddox came rushing in. The staff from the ancestral hall had called, telling him something major had happened and urging him to return right away. As soon as he heard it, a cold sweat ran down his back.

He hadn’t had much direct contact with the fifth branch, maybe just glimpses of them at old family events. But he knew what had happened to that branch.

In the Bridger family, when it came to loyalty and courage, none compared to the fifth branch. Nearly every single member either died in service or returned crippled.

By this point, all that was left was that girl, Quinn.

He had thought Marley could handle Quinn while he took it easy. Who would’ve thought she’d stir up such a mess?

The moment Murren saw Maddox, his face twisted with rage, and he hurled his walking stick at him. “You’ve got some nerve showing up! How do you manage anything? Weren’t you supposed to be at the ancestral hall to welcome Quinn today? She was bringing back the ashes of Montague and Arlene! A moment that important, and you didn’t even say a word about it?”

Had Maddox informed the family earlier, Quinn wouldn’t have been forced to hold up her parents‘ urn just to be let in. The entire Bridger family should’ve been there to welcome her, the last living descendant of the fifth branch.

That painful realization cut deep into Murren’s heart.

Maddox didn’t even try to dodge. He took the blow from the walking stick head–on. But Murren wasn’t done. He stormed forward and kicked him squarely in the side.

Despite being well into his eighties, the old man didn’t hold back. Everyone around stood still, too afraid. to intervene.

Groaning from the hit, Maddox choked out, “It was… Marley who said she’d take care of Quinn. That’s why I stepped away. I–I did tell her that Quinn was from the fifth branch.”

Instantly, every gaze in the ancestral hall swung toward Marley.

She clenched her teeth. “I thought Uncle Maddox had been tricked. The fifth branch hadn’t returned to Yarburn in years. And three years ago, there was word that their parents had died. So why is Quinn only now bringing the ashes back? It just didn’t add up!”

Quinn looked her squarely in the eye. “Because they died abroad. They died for our country. It wasn’t until a month ago that I was able to bring their remains home. Do you know how many heroes lie buried overseas, never returned? Do you understand how hard it is to bring them back?”

Marley’s face shifted from red to pale, but surrounded by the judging eyes of the family, she had no

response.

Chapter 82 Humiliated Right In Front Of Her

“The three of you,” Murren said harshly, “kneel before the fifth branch’s memorial tablets and reflect. Spend the night here if you must. Think hard about how your actions have chilled the hearts of others. He continued, “If it weren’t for the people of the fifth branch defending our country, this ancestral hall would

not even exist!”

Maddox and Melvin exchanged glances. Marley lowered her head, jaw clenched. Behind her glasses, resentment flickered. She had wanted Quinn to make a fool of herself. Now, she was the one humiliated, right in front of Quinn.

Turning to Quinn, Murren said gently, “I’ll assign someone to keep watch over your parents‘ cremation urns. In three days, for the funeral, the Bridger family will attend and pay respects.”

“Grandpa, you’re getting older. You don’t need to come. My brothers and I can handle the funeral. Besides, it’s bad luck for elders to attend a younger person’s funeral,” Moldred interjected.

Murren shot his grandson à glare. “Montague and Arlene were heroes. They served their country from a young age. If not for them, you wouldn’t have the peace you live in. If I didn’t show up to pay respects, I wouldn’t be worthy of the honor they gave me by calling me ‘Grandpa.“

“No need. I already have a place to stay,” Quinn replied. “I’m not only here for my parents. I have other matters to take care of, too. But if you want to see me, I’ll visit often, Great–grandpa.”

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