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

one–on–one, you’ll face

you just the

the crowd, echoing through the grand

Gregory’s

stoop to such disgraceful

clearly unbothered by his master’s

amused, sent a

Tue,

or

for martial ethics, then I

words dripping with casual

a clap of his hands,

In an instant, twenty

around Emmanuel, their movements so swift

barely

fighters in the crowd felt their hearts

scene before them. Gregory gasped in disbelief, his

When did you

martial artists?”

as they stared

rare, and yet here Emmanuel

them. It shattered every

glinting in his eyes.

asked with a smirk, his tone as light as

Nov

One on One or

at his side, bringing over

casually, showing no sign of urgency,

unfolding around him was of

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back to the present. “Everyone,

first, then we’ll

desperation, his voice tinged

exploded into chaos

sidelines, the main members of the Quill

calm. Though they didn’t

to gather such formidable fighters, they still

couldn’t

eyes, these warriors were mere ants facing

of stopping their inevitable downfall than

halt a speeding carriage.

the others, quietly observing the unfolding battle. Her role in this had

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Quill family’s forces closed in for the final strike,

hunters cornering their prey.

composed, found his confidence wavering

of Emmanuel’s fighters. Wyatt, standing

a growing sense of unease.

just a few months prior, and at

of

had things changed so

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

Zovince flying with

and laughed. “I was born for the

before me, mere mortals!”

a dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their impact scattered the guards from the Quill family

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1995 One–on–One or a

shake under the weight of

don’t steal my

refusing to back down, retaliated with a fiery assault

scene.

screamed, some even scrambling to

destruction

Ophanim Clan are

Warrior Unit!”

Falcon plunged into the fray, their

observing the madness, found himself at a loss. He had come to fulfill a mission, but the number of opponents being dispatched was staggering. If they could

once–assembled forces of the Quill

of their opponents, and the air filled

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despair.