Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1892

His gaze remained fixed on a particular pile of rubble, an unsettling calm

before the storm. Then, in an instant, the darkness within him receded,

replaced by a calculated silence. He moved toward the ruins with a

deliberate grace, intent on catching whatever lay hidden off guard and

delivering a crushing blow.

Boom!

Despite his careful plotting, the ruins erupted prematurely, and from within, a

crimson figure sprang forth, as if defying the very fabric of expectation.

“Stay here!”

Rhett’s punch cut through the air with lethal intent, aimed at subduing the elusive fighter who had been ensconced within the Quillen residence. His

confidence was unshakable–he was, after all, the reigning monarch of Dark

Night Island.

Yet as his fist neared the opponent’s cloak, the force of his strike dissipated

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Chapter 1892 The Clash of Shadows

into nothingness. The figure used the diversion to vault onto a charred tree,

its presence a daunting silhouette against the smoldering backdrop.

Rhett’s heart skipped a beat. The figure’s cloak, nearly identical in hue to his

own, was only a shade more crimson, suggesting an opponent whose

strength might rival his own.

“Who are you?” Rhett demanded, his voice a low growl.

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The cloaked man, his face obscured by an Envoy Aora mask, regarded Rhett

with equal caution. He had lain in wait within the Quillen residence,

anticipating Emmanuel’s return to ambush and annihilate the couple. The

appearance of another formidable adversary was an unforeseen

complication.

“Holy Guardian, Rhett.” The man’s voice bore a hint of mockery. Rhett’s

opponents was undeniable, and

warranted a

you been skulking in

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subtle menace

of knowing my identity.”

were laced with deliberate

leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with a

he took

world, if I choose to leave,

radiating

test that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden

a supple material, it spun with

blade, its edges razor–sharp and ready

Boom!

Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly

The tree toppled with a thunderous

see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

The Clash

beneath

eyes narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display

the searing intensity of the Queen of the

broader, and their concealment more

Aora believed his flames had found their mark,

abruptly, unable to advance beyond

from Rhett.

Envoy Aora murmured

before he could fully grasp the

beneath

Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

surprise attack

and technique. This

of offense and defense, would prove as

the Dark Night Islands

The Clash of

Splat

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from the scorched courtyard

with its crimson

Guardian, you’re nothing

a chilling triumph, echoing through the

him. Instead, he stood

in a stance of serie calm. His

as it

voice was a sneer of contempt as he prepared

eliminating the so–called Holy

Emmanuel. Eradicating this threat would pave the

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen force,

not for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and his three