The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 666

Chapter 666 Her Daughter

A thrill of wonder coursed through her. Could that child truly be her daughter?

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Was it Dawn who had stayed beside her, sharing the darkness so she would not be alone?

Without warning, her vision blurred and heat gathered behind her eyes. Warm tears spilled over, sliding along the delicate edge of her lashes before tracing a trembling path down her cheeks.

The image of Dawn–the child she and Julius had once prayed for with clasped hands- struggling through a life of hardship twisted a knife straight through her heart.

Worst of all, she, the mother, could do nothing. Powerless, she even needed her own daughter to shield her when it should have been the other wa

“Hey, White, please don’t cry, all

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around.

wear I’ll find Dawn and bring her back to you.”

“Tell me… everything. I need to know what happened while I was unconscious–every single detail.”

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She had to learn the whole story, find her daughter herself–no matter what it cost.

“All right, I’ll tell you everything I know,” Megan said. “But first, let Angela take a quick look at your condition.”

Angela stepped forward, carrying a handful of portable home–use devices they had grabbed

from the van. She ran a swift, methodical check over Quinn’s vitals.

“Surprisingly good,” Angela announced after a moment. “She has a healthy foundation, so I expect a quicker recovery. The cardiac injections they pumped into her might have accidentally jolted her awake. Even so, to understand her real condition, we must get her to a proper hospital.”

“But Edmund’s men are sweeping the city for us. The moment we step into a hospital they’ll have us in chains,” Megan muttered, teeth worrying her lower lip.

“I need to make an international call,” Quinn said, her voice rough but unshakable.

Since regaining consciousness, she had registered the unfamiliar architecture outside the windows, the different shades of hair, the language rolling off every tongue.

None of this belonged to Azania. They were speaking Kandrian, which meant she was in Kandria–far from home.

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Chapter 666 Her Daughter

She voiced the request in fluent Kandrian, surprising even herself.

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Megan and Angela froze, eyes widening as though she had suddenly revealed a second face.

Since waking, Quinn had spoken only Azanian–a tongue Angela did not know–so Megan had been translating. The abrupt switch to Kandrian caught them completely off guard.

“You speak Kandrian?” Angela asked, disbelief lifting her brows.

“Is there a phone I can use for international calls? I have someone I must reach,” Quinn pressed.

“Y–Yes,” Megan stammered. She handed Quinn her phone, only to realize Quinn was too weak to even hold it. She then offered, “Here, use mine. I’ll enter the digits for you–just tell me the number.”

Drawing a shaky breath, Quinn recited the country code, the city code, and finally Julius‘ mobile number–digits branded into the deepest layer of her soul.

The ringtone never arrived. Instead, an automated voice informed them that the phone had been switched off.

Switched off?

Quinn pressed her lips together, supplied another number, and motioned for Megan to try again.

This time, the line engaged.

“Hello, this is Fabian Wooley speaking. Who is calling?”

“Mr. Wooley… it’s Quinn Bridger.”

Silence answered at first, and only then did Megan grasp that the woman lying before her was not named White at all, but Quinn Bridger.

“I dialed Julius again and again, but his phone was off. Could you… Could you give me his contact information?” Quinn forced the question through a throat scraped raw by salt and wind.

Fabian answered with a chill that could have frosted glass. “I don’t know what you’re after, but if this is some con, understand that lying to the Whitethorn family carries a cost you will never afford.”

The voice on the other end was ragged, sandpaper scraping over stone, nothing like the clear,

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