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.

and the strength exerted to the

remained

the arena, the spectators craned their necks, eyes

an invisible galaxy

cosmic expanse separating skill

pathetic!” a voice sneered from the crowd.

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

that echoed through

me lose my bet,” another voice chimed in,

all tough, he did. But he’s both weak

shameless guy!” The crowd murmured in agreement,

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palpable.

arena, swears erupted with

disappointment.

heart lay cold, his

his decades of martial arts had

jeers were a relentless assault, chipping away

only he could kill Emmanuel. But fate was cruel. It was a taunting reminder

inadequacy when Emmanuel fought with one

punishing punches, with pain radiated when Emmanuel

two blows

eyes swelled, a pair of panda–like

the electric atmosphere of the arena, Shane’s laughter echoed. It

to a raucous celebration. “Haha, Emmanuel,” he called

made Nigel start off as a monkey

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It’s like you are

with mischief, a nod to the absurdity of the duel.

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

right there

the

weight lifted. “Finally, I won a million!” he exclaimed, voice

call me a jinx anymore!” The crowd erupted, their cheers a

symphony of fortune.

the arena ground laid Nigel, defeated and broken.

worse than death.

last vestige of pride. “If

rasped, “and if you

defiance hung

desperate plea.

that he was still being stubborn, Emmanuel simply

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about this. I’ll

is that

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

“If you die, don’t blame anyone else!” This

wanted to hear.

Emmanuel’s challenge had

desperation as his only weapons.

dumbest fighter in history. It was

coveted.

No matter how he attacked, Emmanuel

a phantom eluding his grasp.

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

shattering resolve! Pain exploded, and

voice cracked, desperation echoing.

lose!”

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watched, silent witnesses

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strike, but Nigel waved his hands in fear,

from his toothless

or defiance, no one could