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

Why have you been skulking

The Clash

a subtle menace creeping

are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The

were laced with deliberate

alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited

as he took a menacing

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

aura radiating

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden

a supple material, it spun with

razor–sharp and ready to slice

Boom!

Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from

with a thunderous crash behind

see you withstand this!” The

1892 The

beneath his

by the

the searing intensity of the Queen of

broader,

flames had found their mark, but

they halted abruptly, unable to

from Rhett.

the Envoy Aora murmured in

before he could fully grasp

beneath

He hadn’t anticipated

surprise attack

of strength, speed, and technique.

balance of offense and defense, would prove as

the

The

Splat

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the scorched courtyard like a grim fountain, staining

with its crimson

nothing special!” The

out with a chilling triumph, echoing through the

him. Instead,

a stance

it was

a

intent on eliminating the so–called Holy

threat would pave

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen

for his reflexes, Envoy