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

to its limits. His

and the strength exerted to

Emmanuel remained

their

Nigel and Emmanuel, an

a cosmic expanse separating skill from futility.

too pathetic!” a voice sneered from the

game pretending to be strong?” The words hung heavy, a

through

made me lose my bet,” another voice chimed in, bitterness lacing

all tough, he did. But he’s both weak and pretentious. Talking

guy!” The crowd murmured in agreement, their disdain

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palpable.

erupted with a chorus of frustration and

disappointment.

lay cold, his

arts had he faced such

were a relentless assault, chipping

he could kill Emmanuel. But fate was cruel. It was a

fought with one hand. Nigel

punches, with pain radiated when Emmanuel

blows on

a pair of panda–like bruises encircling

atmosphere of the arena,

raucous celebration. “Haha,

artistic flair! You made Nigel start off as a monkey and

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as a panda. It’s like you are performing

to the absurdity of

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he almost performed

right there on

outdone, Frederick joined the chorus.

lifted. “Finally, I won a million!”

anymore!” The crowd erupted, their

symphony of fortune.

ground laid Nigel, defeated and broken.

worse than

to stubbornness, a last vestige of pride. “If I

hand,” he rasped, “and if

defiance hung in the

desperate plea.

being stubborn, Emmanuel simply hid both of his

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and offered. “Nigel, how about this. I’ll let

is that

vengeance. “You said it yourself,” he spat,

die, don’t blame anyone else!” This was

wanted to hear.

crossroads. Emmanuel’s challenge had stripped him

and desperation as his only weapons. If he failed now, he would

branded the lousiest and dumbest fighter in history.

coveted.

reality mocked Nigel. No matter how he attacked, Emmanuel

grasp. With a single leg, Emmanuel

reverberated through Nigel’s skull,

exploded, and Nigel’s surrender was inevitable.

surrender! I surrender!” His voice

lose!”

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watched, silent witnesses to

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another strike, but Nigel waved

toothless

for mercy or defiance, no one could