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

opponents was undeniable, and this

a response in

been skulking in the Quillen

The Clash of

steely, a subtle menace creeping

of knowing my identity.” The

with deliberate provocation, his

not leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes

he took a

if I choose to leave, no force can

his aura radiating a formidable

me test that claim.” Rhett’s cape

crafted from a supple material, it spun with

blade, its edges razor–sharp and ready

Boom!

from

with a thunderous crash behind

you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

1892 The

beneath

by the unexpected

the searing intensity of the

their breadth was broader, and

flames had found their mark, but he

unable to advance beyond half a

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy Aora

he could fully grasp the implications,

from beneath the

was palpable. He

surprise attack that revealed the

strength, speed, and technique.

balance of offense and defense, would prove as formidable

the

The Clash of

Splat

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scorched courtyard like a

with its crimson

you’re nothing

chilling triumph, echoing through

face him. Instead, he stood with

in a stance of serie calm. His indifference

it was

a sneer of contempt as he prepared

intent on eliminating the

would pave

removing all potential dangers.

other designs. An unseen force, swift and relentless,

for his reflexes, Envoy Aora and his