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

warranted a

been skulking in the Quillen

The Clash

subtle menace

worthy of knowing

with deliberate provocation,

here alive.” Rhett’s

as he took a menacing step

this world, if I choose to leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy

aura radiating a

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out

material, it spun with the deadly

its edges razor–sharp and ready to slice

Boom!

from the tree, narrowly

tree toppled with

let’s see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a torrent

The Clash of

from beneath

narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display of fire.

searing intensity of the Queen

breadth was broader, and their concealment

flames had found their mark,

to advance beyond

from Rhett.

the Envoy Aora murmured in

before he could fully grasp the implications, a crimson

from beneath

He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

surprise attack that

and technique. This adversary,

defense,

Queen of the Dark

The Clash

Splat

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scorched courtyard like a grim fountain, staining

its

Holy Guardian, you’re nothing special!”

a chilling triumph, echoing through the desolate

not turn to face him. Instead, he stood

crossed, eyes closed in a stance of serie calm. His

as it

The Envoy Aora’s voice was a sneer of contempt as he prepared

eliminating the so–called Holy

Eradicating this threat would pave the way

removing all potential dangers.

designs. An unseen

him. If not for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and