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

Either way, if we go one–on–one, you’ll face

you

the crowd, echoing through the

and Raina scowled at Gregory’s shameless display. How

such disgraceful

yawning lazily, clearly unbothered by

chuckle, cold and amused, sent a chill through

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you don’t care for martial ethics, then

Emmanuel said, his words dripping with casual

hands, the

windows burst apart. In an instant, twenty to

around Emmanuel, their movements so

barely

felt their hearts

Gregory gasped in

Who are you really? When did you gather

martial artists?”

through the onlookers as they stared in

yet here Emmanuel stood, flanked

shattered every assumption they

in his eyes. “Am

with a smirk, his tone

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his side, bringing over a

casually, showing no sign of urgency,

him was of

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men first, then

his voice tinged

exploded into chaos as

the sidelines, the main members

Though they didn’t fully understand

such formidable fighters, they

small group couldn’t stand against the might of

their eyes, these warriors were mere ants

of stopping their inevitable downfall than a

halt a speeding carriage.

Gwain and the others, quietly observing the

or

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

hunters cornering their prey.

composed, found

sheer prowess of Emmanuel’s fighters.

growing sense of unease. He had fought

prior, and at that time,

surpassed those of his

had things

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

Zovince flying with a

back and laughed. “I was born for the

before me, mere mortals!”

just knocking one opponent down but sending a dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their impact scattered the guards from the Quill family like leaves

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causing the entire venue to shake under the weight of the

Quintus, don’t steal

refusing to back down, retaliated with a

scene.

some even scrambling

leaving destruction

hey! We of the Ophanim Clan are the true kings, even

Warrior Unit!”

Falcon plunged into the fray, their fury

himself at a loss. He had come to fulfill a mission, but the number of opponents being

an instant, the once–assembled forces of the Quill family crumbled

overwhelming power of their opponents, and the air filled with cries

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despair.