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

for formidable opponents was

a response in

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

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a subtle menace

are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.”

were laced with deliberate provocation, his demeanor

here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited

as he took a

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

aura radiating a

Rhett’s

material, it spun with the deadly

edges razor–sharp and ready to slice through

Boom!

leaped nimbly from

toppled with

heh, let’s see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora

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beneath

eyes narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display

searing intensity of the Queen of the Dark

was broader, and

Aora believed his flames had found their mark,

to

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy

grasp

beneath the

Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this

surprise attack that

of strength, speed, and technique. This adversary, with

defense, would prove as

of the Dark Night Islands

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Splat

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from the scorched courtyard like

with its crimson

you’re nothing special!” The Envoy Ford’s

triumph, echoing through the desolate

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

stance of serie calm. His indifference

as it

a

on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian

would

removing all potential dangers.

An

for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and