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

as he unleashed the Dragon–Breaking

directly at Freya,

match for Emmanuel’s power;

a direct clash. Her palms suddenly grew

the sheer force,

could endure the force of the most powerful

no exception. She staggered

the impact

relentless, his attacks coming

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force crashing over the last

sliver teeth in ottle of techniques, how could a

Northern Perfon

fend off his relentless onslaught, Emmanuel

Dragon Hold Technique, pinning

with

he brought both

that left no

“Heh…”

a faint red, but she made no

with a cold mockery

to deal with a vulnerable woman like

vulnerable woman?” Emmanuel’s smile hardened into a

enslaved thousands for decades! How many

been lost in your dungeons? You’re

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The Curen’s last

than the harshest executioner!”

a proud smile, though a shiver ran through her, “Heh,

appreciate the praise!”

in check, his voice icy

last chance–do you

before it’s over?”

I do, but now is

chamber. “Shall we take a

battles unfold?”

resolute. “I trust them! They will

matter what!”