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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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, and

warranted a

you been skulking in the Quillen residence?” Rhett’s

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subtle menace

worthy of knowing my identity.” The

laced with deliberate

here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with a

took a

this world, if I choose to leave, no force can

radiating a formidable

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with

it spun with

blade, its edges razor–sharp and ready to slice through

Boom!

nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

The tree toppled with

see you withstand this!” The

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beneath

narrowed, astonished by the unexpected

searing intensity of the Queen of

broader, and their

believed his flames had found their mark,

they halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond

from Rhett.

formidable energy,” the Envoy Aora murmured

grasp the

from beneath

was palpable. He

attack that revealed the

strength, speed, and technique.

defense, would prove as formidable

the Dark Night Islands

The

Splat

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the scorched courtyard like a grim

with its

heh, Holy Guardian, you’re nothing special!” The Envoy Ford’s

out with a chilling triumph, echoing through

to face him. Instead,

stance of serie calm. His

it was

a sneer

on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before

would pave

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen force, swift and

his reflexes, Envoy