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,

warranted a response

you? Why have you been skulking in

The Clash

steely, a subtle menace

you are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.”

laced with deliberate

shall not leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with a

took

I choose to leave, no force can detain me.”

radiating a formidable

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

crafted from a supple material, it

razor–sharp and ready

Boom!

Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

The tree toppled with a thunderous

you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a torrent

1892 The

beneath

by the unexpected display of

intensity of the Queen of the Dark

breadth was broader, and their concealment more

had found their

to advance beyond

from Rhett.

the Envoy Aora

could fully grasp the

beneath

was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this

surprise attack that

and

balance of offense and defense,

the Dark Night Islands

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Splat

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the scorched courtyard like a grim

its

you’re nothing special!” The Envoy

chilling triumph, echoing through the desolate

to face him. Instead, he stood

eyes closed in a stance of serie

as it was

a sneer of contempt

on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before

Eradicating this threat would pave the

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen

reflexes, Envoy