Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424: Chapter 424: He Won’t Concede

William Quinn’s expression instantly turned grim. He swung a fist straight for Walker Grant’s face.

But Walker Grant was prepared. He easily intercepted the fist, then shoved him back with a powerful push.

Right now, William Quinn was like an enraged lion. A tsunami of fury raged in his blue eyes as he strode toward Walker Grant.

Walker Grant watched him coldly. "What? Are you looking to get your arms and legs broken?"

"You’re asking to die!"

William Quinn, unable to contain his fury, charged wildly at Walker Grant.

The two immediately fell into a brawl, every punch landing solidly.

Nathaniel Monroe watched from the side, completely dumbfounded.

’Wait a second...’

’What the hell is going on?’

’Why are they fighting the second they see each other?’

Their exchange was swift. William Quinn fought with reckless abandon, finally managing to hold his own against Walker Grant, if only barely.

But in the end, Walker Grant sent him flying with a kick, and he landed sprawled on the ground.

He rolled onto his back and stared up at the pitch-black night sky, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Walker Grant straightened his jacket and looked down at him. "Don’t even think about getting any ideas about her again. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind leaving you here permanently."

"I challenge you to a competition!"

William Quinn, still refusing to concede, said, "If I win, you give her to me!"

"Ha!"

Walker Grant scoffed. "You really don’t know when to quit, do you? Are you that eager to die?"

But William Quinn just grinned. "What? Afraid to compete? Scared you’ll lose her?"

Walker Grant’s gaze turned even colder as he walked toward him.

William Quinn spoke again. "If I lose, I’ll tell you who wants to kill her. And I’ll protect her, too!"

Nathaniel Monroe ran out excitedly. "Walker, you won! That was incredible!"

SLAM!

The car door slammed shut. Walker Grant took off his helmet and looked at William Quinn as he climbed out of the yellow sports car. "Had enough?"

William Quinn was furious.

His blue eyes stared intently at Walker. "Is there anything you’re not good at?"

Walker Grant ignored the question, his voice calm. "Now, tell me. Who wants to kill her?"

William Quinn narrowed his eyes and let out a short, derisive laugh. "I’ll tell her myself."

But Walker Grant replied, "Don’t forget your promise."

William Quinn retorted, "So what? I lost, but I can still see her. What are you going to do, break my legs?"

The wind on the mountaintop was frigid, and the faint scent of blood hung in the air.

Walker Grant said flatly, "I’ll handle this. It’s better that way. If she knows too much, she’ll be afraid."