Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1617

Nigel’s fighting spirit surged upon hearing those words. Initially, he had

teetered on the brink of surrender, but now determination coursed through

his veins.

What an arrogant rascal! Nigel thought in silence.

Bernett and Hannah exchanged nervous glances. Their palms were coated

with a film of perspiration. Their emotions mirrored Nigel’s, which were a

blend of anxiety and anticipation.

“Just a moment ago,” Dominic chortled, “he boasted of defeating opponents with a single hand. Now, the tables have turned. He’s the one challenged to fight using only one hand. Perhaps this old folk won’t emerge victorious in

such a duel!”

Dominic’s laughter echoed through the room, which further drew angry

glares from the Finch family.

Dylan Yarrow, ever stoic, made no move to silence Dominic. Dominic’s

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laughter added a layer of rivalry. The tension hung thick in the air, a clash of

pride and skill.

Nigel stood opposite Emmanuel. They formed a mismatched pair. Any

discerning observer could see that Nigel’s skill paled in comparison to the

formidable Emmanuel. Dominic, ever the provocateur, openly mocked the

Finch family. His laughter echoed. It was a taunt that cut deeper than any

blade. But he was no mere spectator. His motives remained shrouded. Could

he be a warlord in disguise, using this spectacle to prove allegiance or seek

refuge with the Quillen family?

“You little brat!” Nigel’s voice cracked, rage boiling over. “I’ll kill you! I’m going

to kill you!”

Shame washed over him. That was the greatest shame of his life. His eyes.

turned bloodshot, and he launched a desperate attack against Emmanuel.

Desperation fueled his blows.

How unreasonable!

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How unreasonable!

For decades, Nigel had been the challenger, the one who tested others‘

mettle. Now, the tables were cruelly turned. Emmanuel, that scoundrel, had

its limits. His death

despite Nigel’s determination and the strength exerted

Emmanuel remained

their necks, eyes riveted on the

an invisible galaxy of difference

cosmic expanse separating skill

sneered from the crowd. “Did you

be strong?” The words

through the

my bet,” another voice chimed in, bitterness

he did. But he’s both weak and pretentious.

crowd

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palpable.

erupted with a

disappointment.

cold, his

arts had he faced such humiliation.

relentless assault, chipping away at

could kill Emmanuel. But fate was cruel.

Nigel’s inadequacy when Emmanuel fought with

himself two punishing punches, with

two blows on

swelled, a pair of

arena,

a raucous celebration.

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It’s like you are performing a magic

a nod to the

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was so evident that he almost performed Adriel’s

right there

Frederick joined the chorus. His

weight lifted. “Finally, I won a

me a jinx anymore!” The crowd erupted,

symphony of fortune.

on the arena ground laid Nigel, defeated and broken. His spirit had

than

to stubbornness, a last vestige of pride.

“and if you hadn’t injured me, you

wouldn’t have beaten me!” His defiance

desperate plea.

stubborn, Emmanuel simply hid

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and offered. “Nigel, how about this. I’ll let you use both legs

that acceptable?”

was fueled by vengeance. “You said it yourself,” he

don’t blame anyone else!” This was

wanted to hear.

crossroads. Emmanuel’s challenge had

weapons. If he failed now,

in history.

coveted.

cruel reality mocked Nigel. No matter how he

eluding his grasp. With a

a kick that reverberated through Nigel’s skull, knocking out teeth

shattering resolve! Pain exploded, and Nigel’s

voice cracked, desperation echoing. “I

lose!”

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crowd watched, silent witnesses to

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strike, but Nigel waved his

from his toothless mouth, unintelligible. Whether

plea for mercy or defiance, no one could