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

arrogance to its limits. His death

despite Nigel’s determination and the strength exerted

Emmanuel remained unscathed.

spectators craned their necks, eyes riveted on the unfolding

an invisible galaxy

cosmic expanse separating skill

voice sneered

strong?” The words hung

through the air.

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

But he’s both weak and pretentious.

The crowd murmured in agreement, their disdain

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palpable.

arena, swears erupted with a

disappointment.

heart lay cold, his

of martial arts had he

jeers were a relentless assault, chipping away at

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

inadequacy when Emmanuel fought with

punches, with pain radiated when

two blows on him.

eyes swelled, a pair of panda–like bruises encircling them.

electric atmosphere of the arena, Shane’s

resemblant to a raucous celebration. “Haha,

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

Nigel’s

like you are

mischief, a nod to the

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so evident that he almost performed Adriel’s “Dance

right there

Frederick joined the chorus. His

won

a jinx anymore!” The crowd erupted, their cheers

symphony of fortune.

arena ground laid Nigel, defeated and

than

vestige of pride.

“and if you

have beaten me!” His defiance hung in

desperate plea.

still being stubborn,

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I’ll let you use both legs and

is that acceptable?”

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

ground. “If you die, don’t blame anyone

wanted to hear.

Emmanuel’s challenge had stripped

as his only weapons. If he failed now, he

branded the lousiest and dumbest fighter in

coveted.

reality mocked Nigel. No matter how

eluding his grasp. With a single leg, Emmanuel

through Nigel’s skull, knocking out teeth

and Nigel’s

I surrender!” His voice cracked, desperation echoing. “I

lose!”

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poised for another strike, but Nigel waved his hands

Words tumbled from his toothless mouth, unintelligible. Whether

a plea for mercy or defiance, no one