Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1995

Denis and Jake both wore somber expressións, their brows furrowed with

unease. They had no true grasp of Emmanuel’s strength or the intricate web

of strategies supporting him. Their decision to follow was built entirely on

trust, leaving them feeling uncertain and vulnerable.

“Ha! Everyone!” Xander’s voice rang out, full of mockery as he addressed the

crowd. “Due to the slander against Ms. Yuna and the Tanner family, we, as the

hosts, must step in to defend her honor and take care of these scoundrels. I

urge you all to disperse quickly, unless you wish to become collateral

damage–then I can’t be held responsible for what happens.”

As Xander finished speaking, the onlookers scattered, not wanting to get

caught in the impending chaos. Eldoria’s grand ballroom swiftly cleared,

leaving an open space where more than a dozen fighters now encircled

Emmanuel and Sage like wolves closing in on their prey.

With a smirk twisting his lips, Gregory stepped forward. “Emmanuel, I’ll admit, you’re strong. But walking in here today means you’ve sealed your own fate.

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There’s no way out for you now.”

His voice dripped with venom, his eyes flashing with lingering bitterness from

their last encounter. Emmanuel had crippled him during that fight, leaving

him with an injury that made every step painful, but that hardly mattered

anymore. Back at the Quill Residence, Gregory had rallied a band of masters

and set an elaborate trap, confident that Emmanuel wouldn’t slip through his

fingers again. This time, he’d make sure there was no escape.

“You lost to me before, yet you still dare to talk big?” Emmanuel’s calm words

sliced through Gregory’s bravado, causing his face to flush with humiliation.

Whispers rippled through the crowd as those present now remembered

Gregory’s loss in Yeringham–a defeat many hadn’t been aware of until now.

The fact that he made no attempt to deny it only cemented the truth. His

once–grand reputation as a Zovince master crumbled before their eyes.

“D*mn it!” Gregory snarled, his voice trembling with anger. “Last time, I

underestimated you and fell for your tricks. But today, I swear, I will kill you!”

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Emmanuel let out a low, disdainful laugh, “Oh, really? Are you hoping to regain

your honor with a one–on–one match? I’d be more than willing to oblige.”

His calm, cutting words sent Gregory stumbling backward, fear flashing in his

eyes. Even at his best, Gregory had never been a match for Emmanuel. How

could he possibly stand a chance now? Yet, as he glanced around at the

onlookers‘ snooring faces, his embarrassment fanned the flames of his

anger.

With a twisted grin, he sneered. “Ha! One–on–one or a group assault, it’s your

if we go one–on–one, you’ll face all of us.

we’ll crush you

erupted from the crowd,

Raina scowled at Gregory’s shameless display. How could

to such disgraceful tactics? Meanwhile,

lazily, clearly unbothered by his

amused, sent a

Tue,

or

care for martial ethics, then

his words dripping with

his hands,

windows burst apart. In an instant, twenty

Emmanuel, their

barely comprehend what

the crowd felt their hearts grow

Gregory gasped in disbelief, his

Who are you really? When did you gather so

martial artists?”

the onlookers as they stared

and yet here

shattered every assumption they had

glinting in his

a smirk, his tone as light as

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1995 One on One or a

word, Sage appeared at his

sat down casually, showing no sign of

chaos unfolding around him was of

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back to

men first, then

desperation, his voice tinged with

exploded into

sidelines, the main members

Though they didn’t

such formidable fighters, they still believed that

a small group couldn’t stand against the

were mere ants

downfall than a

halt a speeding carriage.

and the others, quietly observing the unfolding battle. Her role in

1995 One–on–One or a

the Quill family’s forces

hunters cornering their prey.

and composed, found his confidence wavering as

of

but feel a growing sense of

just a few months prior, and at

of his

things

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

skilled fighter from Zovince flying with a single

“I

before me, mere mortals!”

a dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their

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Tue, Nov

1995 One–on–One or a

the entire venue to shake under the weight of

don’t

to back down, retaliated with

scene.

erupted as people screamed, some

destruction in their

are the true kings, even

Warrior Unit!”

into the fray,

the number of opponents being dispatched was staggering. If they could strike

instant, the once–assembled forces of

of their opponents, and the air filled with

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Tue,

or a Gang

despair.