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

warranted a response

you been skulking in

The Clash of

a subtle menace creeping

worthy of knowing my identity.”

deliberate provocation,

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

took a menacing

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

radiating

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped

crafted from a supple material, it

razor–sharp and ready

Boom!

leaped nimbly from the tree,

The tree toppled with a thunderous crash behind

let’s see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

The Clash of

beneath

by the unexpected display of fire.

the searing intensity of

was broader, and their concealment more

flames had found their mark, but

halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond half a

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy Aora murmured

grasp the

beneath

palpable. He hadn’t anticipated

surprise attack that revealed the

strength, speed, and

and defense, would prove as

of the

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scorched courtyard like a grim fountain,

its

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

chilling triumph, echoing through the

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

stance of serie calm. His indifference was

it

Aora’s voice was a

eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian

Emmanuel. Eradicating this threat would pave the way for

removing all potential dangers.

designs. An unseen force, swift and

for his reflexes, Envoy