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

formidable opponents was

warranted a

skulking in the Quillen residence?”

1897 The

steely, a subtle menace

scarcely worthy of

deliberate provocation, his demeanor

leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with

took a

world, if I choose to leave, no force can

radiating a

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

a supple material, it spun

edges razor–sharp and ready to

Boom!

Aora leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding

tree toppled with

this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

The Clash of

beneath

astonished by the

of the Queen of the

broader, and their concealment more

his flames had found their mark,

halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond half a

from Rhett.

Envoy

could fully grasp the

from beneath

palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this

attack that revealed the

and technique. This

balance of offense and defense, would prove as

of the Dark Night Islands

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Splat

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from the scorched courtyard like a grim fountain,

with its

nothing special!”

a chilling triumph, echoing through the desolate

him.

eyes closed in a stance of

it

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

again, intent on eliminating the so–called

this threat would pave the

removing all potential dangers.

An unseen force, swift and relentless,

not for his reflexes, Envoy