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 seemed well–deserved.

Nigel’s determination and the

Emmanuel remained

the arena, the spectators craned their necks, eyes riveted on

and Emmanuel, an

was a cosmic expanse separating skill

a voice sneered from

be strong?” The words hung

that echoed through the air.

another

did. But he’s both

this shameless guy!” The crowd murmured in agreement, their disdain

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palpable.

erupted with a chorus of frustration and

disappointment.

cold,

arts had he faced such

assault,

kill Emmanuel. But fate

Emmanuel fought with

himself two punishing punches, with pain radiated

two blows on

swelled, a pair of panda–like

arena,

a raucous celebration. “Haha, Emmanuel,” he

made Nigel start

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up as a panda. It’s like you are performing a magic

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excitement was so evident that he almost performed Adriel’s “Dance with

Way” right there on

be outdone, Frederick joined the chorus. His relief was

won a

“Don’t call me a jinx anymore!” The crowd erupted, their cheers a

symphony of fortune.

laid Nigel, defeated and broken. His

worse than death.

stubbornness, a last vestige of pride. “If I hadn’t started by letting

he rasped, “and if you hadn’t

defiance hung in the

desperate plea.

still being stubborn, Emmanuel simply hid both of

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Nigel’s

how about this. I’ll

is that acceptable?”

fueled by vengeance. “You said

the ground. “If you die, don’t blame anyone else!”

wanted to hear.

Emmanuel’s challenge had stripped him

weapons. If he failed now,

and dumbest fighter in history. It

coveted.

mocked Nigel. No matter how he attacked,

a phantom eluding his grasp. With

that reverberated through Nigel’s

and Nigel’s

I surrender!” His voice

lose!”

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poised for another strike, but Nigel waved his

from his toothless

a plea for mercy or