Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 882 Ashton Sought Emmanuel Out

Ashton hated Nathan’s guts as well. In her opinion, not only was he a weakling, he was also a good-for-

nothing.

Despite being a part of a powerful family, that family had nurtured him with care since childhood and even let him learn from experts, and he remained mediocre after all these years.

She only admired mature and charismatic men like Sage, not a weakling who slept around with women. She wouldn’t fall for a man in the first place if the man couldn’t dominate her.

She attended the banquet with two goals. First, she heard that Nathan had taken Xylie in. So, she wanted to bring Xylie back to Yeringham. Second, she was told that Emmanuel also attended the banquet, so she planned to meet up with him.

Earlier today, she tried to persuade Nathan to hand Xylie over. As expected, he refused, which explained her cold attitude toward him a moment ago.

Ashton had returned to the banquet hall and found Emmanuel alone in a corner, looking out of place.

He only attended the banquet to wait for Nathan’s signal, hoping to persuade that mysterious woman to give up competing with him. He had been waiting for Nathan’s cue all this time.

small table to study the beverage provided

from below. A pair of slender and muscled legs came into view first. The pair of legs were to his liking, not too pale, straight, and fit. They were clearly the result of regular exercise.

noticed her slim waist. Above

stood there with her arms crossed. The pose accentuated her curves, which gave Emmanuel a strong

greeted by Ashton’s poker

me?” She smiled triumphantly, hoping that he would admit his fear of her.

and answered with a straight face, “What should I be afraid of? That you’ll fall in

out of her. “Dream on!”

grabbed his collar. She was angry because he said those words with a straight face instead of speaking them in a teasing tone like a playboy would. The realization ignited the anger in her. What a pompous jerk! He can dream, but I’ll never

this isn’t ladylike.” Emmanuel’s gaze slipped to her hand, then to her

wore an off-shoulder dress tonight, and she just bent to grab his

was speechless about her reaction and actions. Rolling his eyes, he said, “Miss Ashton, with all due

eyes, he said, “Miss Ashton, with all

you-” Her face was livid

Emmanuel warned her, “You need my help to solve the case,

only then that she gritted her teeth to bite back any retort and sneered, giving him