The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 354

Chapter 354 Uninvited Descent

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Julius‘ face drained of color the instant he recognized the aircraft. It was not the helicopter he had scheduled to drop rations. Who’s in that helicopter?

Spinning on his heel, Julius bolted downstairs and sprinted toward the clearing where the helicopter aimed to land.

Confusion flickered through Quinn. Julius‘ reaction proved the chopper was unexpected.

Who would fly a helicopter out here?

She hurried after him down the stairs.

He burst through the mansion’s front doors, boots crunching over loose gravel. Ahead, the helicopter still whirred, its rotors spraying dust across the manicured lawn. A lone figure stepped down from the cabin, and Julius‘ pupils drew to pinpoints.

It was Joaquin, his father.

“Well now, Julius, do I shock you that badly?” Joaquin called, a playful lift in his voice as though father and son had merely met at breakfast.

“You actually broke out,” Julius said, voice flat as cold steel.

“Indeed, I did, and it cost me more effort than you’d believe.” Joaquin lifted both hands in a rueful shrug.

Joaquin knew the breakout had yanked every hidden thread he had. By nightfall, those undercover loyalists would be uncovered–Julius would hunt them without mercy–but the price felt worth paying.

Julius pressed his lips into a hard line, eyes locking on Joaquin. “Why did come?”

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“Help, naturally. I heard you ferried Quinn to this island and barred every soul from landing–supplies only by air. Tell me, do you plan to keep her here forever, a pretty bird in a gilded cage?” he said calmly.

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“Enough. What do you really want?” Julius growled, the storm in his eyes darkening.

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“Only to give Ms. Bridger a choice,” Joaquin said, his gaze sliding past his son to the slender figure behind him. “Ms. Bridger, do you wish to leave this island with me?”

Julius spun, coat flaring, to look behind him.

Quinn had been following him; now she stood a few paces away, eyes wide with muted shock.

She walked forward, studying Joaquin with guarded curiosity; never had she expected to meet this man here.

“Ms. Bridger, fancy seeing you again,” Joaquin said lightly. “So–any interest in my proposal?”

Quinn opened her mouth. Julius‘ hand shot out and clasped her right hand, cutting the words short.

“Father, you need to leave now. If you refuse, don’t blame me for forgetting we’re related,” Julius said, voice an icicle.

Yet the fingers wrapped around Quinn’s knuckles trembled, betraying a fear that she might actually accept Joaquin’s offer.

“Related?” Joaquin scoffed. “You cast those aside when you locked me up. Ms. Bridger, if you wish to leave, I can whisk you away this very minute.”

“You will not take her,” Julius said, each word edged in glass.

“Is that so? Whether she goes or stays isn’t for you to decide. I came prepared,” Joaquin drawled.

Julius lunged, a blur of tailored black, fist arcing toward Joaquin’s jaw.

Joaquin caught the punch and twisted, driving his own elbow toward his son’s ribs.

Father and son collided again and again, breathless, brutal–years of resentment hammered into every strike.

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Quinn watched the violent dance, then glanced at the waiting helicopter, its cabin door still yawning open.

Can I really leave this place sooner than planned?

She was a licensed pilot; even if Joaquin went down, she could fly that bird herself.

With the machine on the pad, her escape route hovered within reach.

But to owe that freedom to Joaquin tasted like another cage.

On the lawn, the momentum shifted; Julius, younger and stronger, began pressing his father back, Joaquin’s fifty–odd years showing in every slowing dodge.

Thud!

Julius’s fist drove straight into Joaquin’s sternum. The older man toppled, his back hitting the ground with a dull, bone–rattling thump.

Yet, sprawled on the floor, Joaquin showed no shame or defeat–only a widening, almost delighted smile.

“What’s the matter, Julius–is that temper flaring because you’re embarrassed?”

“I warned you. You will not take her away from here.” Julius‘ eyes burned darker, the violence in them sharpening with every word.

“Then why not ask Ms. Bridger herself?” Joaquin wheezed a laugh, coughing twice before forcing shaky legs to straighten. “There are only three of us here. Her shoulder is hurt, sure, but if she teams up with me, we could probably subdue you. So, Ms. Bridger, how does that sound?”

Both men snapped their heads in unison, their gazes landing on Quinn’s face like twin spotlights, waiting for her verdict.

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