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Chapter 417 Worth Every Drop Of Blood : Chapter 417 Worth Every Drop Of Blood 36 +20 Free Coins " It's worth every drop of blood , " Julius said without blinking . " And for the record , she never abandoned me . " Time and again , when danger closed in around him , Quinn had stayed . She had done so when they were children - and even more fiercely after they grew up . Gavin scoffed . " She dragged you out of a burning building , yes , but you'd already run into the flames for her . Call it even and be done with the heroics !

" Julius ' fingers drifted to the sandalwood bracelet on his wrist , thumb brushing the cool jade bead in a familiar , grounding motion . " Gavin , we can never call it even . The one doing the saving has always been her . " Gavin's brow furrowed . " What are you talking about ? " Julius lowered his gaze . " This life was hers from the moment she gave it back to me . If I spend all of it repaying her , I'll still fall short . " Gavin stared , speechless . The rumors were true - when a Whitethorn loved , they loved to madness .

Julius ' father had been the same - devotion bordering on obsession . Apparently , the legacy had not skipped a generation . " If you're willing to die for her ," Gavin muttered , " why have you dodged every attempt she's made to see you ? She's looked for you more than once ." Julius ' eyes narrowed a fraction . " Fabian Wooley told you , didn't he ? " " Don't blame him , " Gavin said , his voice low but taut . " He just let it slip . You've driven yourself to the brink for Quinn - risked everything while your body is falling apart - yet you still refuse to see her .

Tell me , Julius , do you truly not want to be with her ? " " That's right , " Julius answered , tone hard as winter stone . " I don't want to be with her . Whatever I've done for her is my business alone ; she never needs to know . " Gavin's shoulders went rigid , fury rippled across his face so quickly the fluorescent light seemed to tremble . If only I could crack open that stubborn skull and see what kind of madness rattles inside . 1/3 18:03 Mon , Sep 22 : Chapter 417 Worth Every Drop Of Blood Julius snapped his gaze up. " Gavin ! This is between Quinn and me . Stay out of it .

" A 36 +20 Free Coins The warning landed like a knife . Gavin's pupils tightened , recognizing the threat coiled beneath Julius ' calm words . Can I really stand by while he drags that failing body to the bone - marrow unit ? " Fine , " Gavin said , the words brittle with frost . " I understand ." Turning on his heel , he strode away , coat flaring behind him like an angry banner . Halfway down the corridor , the resolve crystallized . Whatever Julius claimed , Gavin would find Quinn and learn exactly where her heart stood .

Rowan was now in far - off Celosia , attending to matters only he could handle . In his absence , the visitor's chair beside Quinn's bed belonged almost exclusively to Laura and Everett ; they appeared more faithfully than the nurses . Quinn felt no awkwardness with this newly discovered uncle ; perhaps blood recognizes blood long before the mind catches up . Their first encounter had been jagged - his expression cold as the steel trim of a limousine . Yet the man now seated at her bedside seemed transformed : soft - voiced , scholarly , his eyes lingering on her with quiet wonder .

Quinn understood ; each time he stared , he was really searching for the faintest echo of his long - lost sister . " Truth is , I never looked much like Mom ," Quinn said , fingers tracing the hospital blanket . " Rowan looks like her ; I'm more of Dad's reflection . " " But the way you smile ," Everett murmured , warmth tugging at his voice , " is exactly how Yara used to grin when she was little . " In quiet hours , Quinn painted Yara with small , ordinary colors - stories no dossier could capture .

She spoke of lopsided sweaters knitted with love , parent - teacher nights ending in threatened switchings , and a carnival visit where their mother outshot her and her brother and laughed until her eyes watered . None of this lay in the investigative file Everett had commissioned ; paper , after all , rarely records the sound of laughter . As the tales spilled out , he met a truer Yara than any photograph had shown - flawed , impulsive , gloriously alive .

" Once your strength returns , " Everett said , resting a steady hand on the rail , " I'd like you to visit 2/3 18:03 Mon , Sep 22 Chapter 417 Worth Every Drop Of Blood 36 +20 Free Coins Celosia for a while . Your grandmother has missed your mother every single day . Knowing you and Rowan exist would brighten what remains of her world . " " I'd love that , " Quinn replied , hope fluttering behind her eyes . " I've always wanted to meet her ." Even without Everett's invitation , she had mapped the journey in her mind ; once her legs obeyed again , Celosia would be her first destination .

She also knew her grandmother's heart had frayed over years of grief , and that the Fane family's tireless charity work was really therapy for an old woman's sorrow . Besides , during that event in Doria , Margaret had , by sheer chance , pulled Rowan from the jaws of death and forever altered the family's fate . Everett's smile returned . From his coat , he drew a velvet box and lifted out the ruby necklace , the stone catching the ward's pale light like a captured sunset . He laid it gently in Quinn's palm .