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 undeniable, and

a response

have you been skulking in

1897 The Clash of

steely, a subtle menace creeping

worthy of knowing

deliberate provocation, his demeanor

here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with a

as he took a menacing

choose to leave, no

aura radiating a

Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden

it spun with the

edges razor–sharp and ready to slice through

Boom!

from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

tree toppled with a

you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

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from beneath

by the

intensity of the

their breadth was broader, and their concealment more

his flames had found their mark, but he

they halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy Aora

could fully grasp the implications, a

beneath

Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t

surprise attack that revealed the opponent’s

and technique. This adversary,

balance of offense and defense, would prove as

of the Dark Night Islands

The Clash of

Splat

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the scorched courtyard

with its crimson

Holy Guardian, you’re nothing

triumph, echoing

Rhett did not turn to face him. Instead, he stood with his back

crossed, eyes closed in a stance of serie

it

Envoy Aora’s voice was a

intent on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before

threat would pave the way for his

removing all potential dangers.

designs. An unseen

him. If not for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and his three