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 undeniable, and

a

Why have you been skulking in the Quillen residence?”

1897 The

a subtle menace creeping

are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The masked

deliberate provocation, his demeanor

not leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with

he took

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

radiating

that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with

a supple material, it spun with the

blade, its edges razor–sharp and

Boom!

Aora leaped nimbly from the tree,

tree toppled with a thunderous

you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora

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from beneath

astonished by the

searing intensity of the Queen of the

their breadth was broader, and their concealment more

flames had found

unable to advance

from Rhett.

the Envoy Aora

he could fully grasp the implications,

from beneath

was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

a surprise attack that revealed

speed, and technique. This adversary,

offense and defense, would prove

Queen of the Dark Night

The Clash

Splat

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scorched courtyard like a grim fountain,

with its crimson

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

a chilling triumph, echoing through

face him. Instead,

crossed, eyes closed in a stance of serie calm. His

as it was

The Envoy Aora’s voice was a sneer of contempt as

intent on eliminating the so–called

this threat would

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen force,

If not for his reflexes, Envoy Aora