Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1850

Immanuel’s lips cured into a bold, defight smile. ‘Parhops But how can one

ever be certain without venturing forth? A sout who has embraced his chosen

path–no matter how perilous, tempestuous, or drenched in blood and flare

–will never cast a glance back with regrett

“Such arrogance!”

Freya’s patience snapped. With a sharp, icy command, she declared, “Then,

you shall perish!”

Swoosh–in a flash, a torrent of searing flames erupted from her

outstretched hand, surging toward Emmanuel with the wrath of a dragon.

Unfazed, Emmanuel propelled himself skyward with a powerful push off the

red carpet, hurtling directly toward Her Majesty with unwavering resolve.

The flames surged and swirled, blocking Freya’s sight and offering him a brief

moment of daring.

Chapter 1850 The Queen’s 1st Stand

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As the flames receded from the red carpet, Emmanuel’s gaze fixed onto hers

with a penetrating intensity, as if probing her very soul. His unwavering

stance and formidable presence exuded a chilling aura, capable of striking

fear into even the bravest of hearts,

“I have unwavering faith in my comrades, till death do us part!” Emmanuel

voice steady as he

directly at Freya,

were no match for Emmanuel’s

into a direct clash. Her palms suddenly grew

the sheer force,

force of the most powerful

was no exception. She staggered backward,

impact of

relentless, his attacks

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force crashing over the last with unrelenting

gritted her sliver teeth in ottle of techniques, how

Northern Perfon War

off his relentless onslaught, Emmanuel seized

Hold Technique, pinning her down and

with

brought both hands into play,

that left no room

“Heh…”

she made no move to resist. Her

the abyss, glinted with a cold

you’re going to such lengths to

vulnerable woman?” Emmanuel’s smile hardened into a scornful

for decades! How many lives have

lives have been lost

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than the harshest executioner!”

curled into a proud smile, though a

appreciate the praise!”

anger in check, his

get one last chance–do you

before it’s over?”

course I do, but now is not the time

take

battles unfold?”

voice was resolute. “I trust them!

matter what!”