Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1901 The Grandmaster Arrives

Chapter 1901

“We’re about to zap you from head to toe!” the lead security guard snapped,

reaching for his stun gun.

“Hold on!” the hotel manager’s voice called from inside, causing the guard to freeze. “Everyone, clear the way!”

The manager’s eyes widened when he realized who was at the door. Even if I

don’t know Sage, I recognize Emmanuel Lowe. He’s Ms. Quillen’s husband and the Grandmaster of Nuthana. Shockingly, these twenty–four security guards

dared to challenge him. Are they looking for trouble?

“Mr. Lowe, I’m really sorry for the mix–up. If we’d known you were attending, we would have handled this differently,” the manager apologized, forcing a

polite smile.

Emmanuel’s expression remained icy. He looked at the manager with a cold smirk and replied, “Handled differently? Afraid your boss won’t make it out?”

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Chapter 1901 The Grandmaster Arrives

“Huh? I…” The manager was taken aback, clearly surprised by Emmanuel’s

insight.

“Step aside and keep quiet if you don’t want things to worsen!” Emmanuel

warned before striding past them.

Sage followed right behind. Seeing that Emmanuel wasn’t escalating things,

he went inside, too.

“They’re so full of themselves! I’d love to put them in their place!” the lead guard muttered while glaring at Emmanuel’s back, clearly itching to fight.

“Put them in their place? Against the Grandmaster of Nuthana? Good luck

manager stated dismissively, instantly deflating

confidence.

guards whispered,

of Nuthana?”

explains his intense

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the manager pulling

for backup. Emmanuel swiftly ordered, “Sage, take

Oh, make sure to

He was keen to handle

their foul–mouthed

the

out one after another.

second glance, Emmanuel headed

revenge was clear. A few people hesitated

share the

relaxed in the elevator, selecting the 10th floor.

the top three featuring an opulent

a thousand

A

the entrance to the banquet hall on the

to get the attention of a provocatively dressed woman. It was

looked anxious and practically

to help me! I won’t be able to marry if you don’t! On top

be done for Jacob pleaded. “I’m

a fortune–just 60,000! I

and his complexion was ashen as he

stayed calm and focused, trying to get

saying a word.

help or not?” Jacob

she got through, he’d

help you, Milani stated flatly, her tone