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

way, if we go one–on–one, you’ll

crush you just the

erupted from the crowd, echoing through the

Raina scowled at Gregory’s shameless display. How

to such disgraceful

indifferent, yawning lazily, clearly

amused, sent

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don’t care for martial ethics, then I see no reason to abide by

his words dripping

a clap of his hands, the sound of shattering glass

apart. In an instant, twenty to thirty agile

their movements so

barely comprehend what had

crowd felt their

the scene before them. Gregory gasped in disbelief, his voice

Who are you really? When did you gather so many

martial artists?”

rippled through the onlookers as

rare, and yet here Emmanuel

them. It shattered every

glinting in his eyes. “Am

you?” he asked with a smirk,

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word, Sage appeared at his side, bringing over a

down casually, showing no sign of urgency, as

around him

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stunned, quickly snapped back to

men first, then

his

scene exploded into chaos as

members of the Quill family watched

they didn’t

formidable fighters, they

group couldn’t stand against the might

were mere ants facing a storm–no

inevitable downfall than a mantis

halt a speeding carriage.

already taken her place alongside Gwain and the others, quietly observing the unfolding battle.

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of watching as the Quill family’s forces

hunters cornering their prey.

calm and composed, found his confidence wavering as

prowess of Emmanuel’s fighters. Wyatt, standing

feel a growing sense of unease.

a few months prior, and at that

of his

had things changed so

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

fighter from Zovince

laughed. “I was

before me, mere mortals!”

dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their impact scattered the guards

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or

venue to shake under the weight of

Quintus, don’t steal

down, retaliated with a

scene.

erupted as people screamed, some even

leaving destruction

of the Ophanim Clan are the true kings,

Warrior Unit!”

into the fray, their

fulfill a mission, but the number of opponents being dispatched was staggering. If they could strike down

instant, the once–assembled forces of the Quill family

of their opponents, and the air filled with cries

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or

despair.