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 face all of us. If

crush you just

from the crowd, echoing through the

and Raina scowled at Gregory’s shameless display.

disgraceful

lazily, clearly unbothered

cold and amused, sent a chill through Gregory’s

Tue,

or a

ethics, then I see

said, his words dripping with

a clap of his hands, the

In an instant,

around Emmanuel, their movements so swift

could barely comprehend what had

in the crowd felt their hearts grow cold

the scene before them. Gregory gasped

really? When did you gather so

martial artists?”

onlookers as they stared in

yet here

them. It shattered every

amusement glinting in his

smirk,

Nov

One or a

Sage appeared at his

showing no

unfolding around him was

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back to the

his men first, then

in desperation, his voice

scene exploded into

the main members of the

didn’t fully

to gather such formidable fighters, they still believed

small group couldn’t stand against

warriors were

downfall than a mantis

halt a speeding carriage.

the

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of watching as the Quill family’s forces closed in for the

hunters cornering their prey.

and composed, found

prowess of Emmanuel’s fighters.

a growing sense of unease. He had

few months prior, and at that time, Emmanuel’s

surpassed those of his current

things changed so

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

sending a skilled fighter from Zovince flying with a single punch,

“I was born for

before me, mere mortals!”

another punch, not just knocking one opponent down but sending a dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their impact

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One–on–One or a Gang

to shake under the

don’t steal my

with a fiery assault that ignited

scene.

erupted as people screamed, some

destruction in

We of the Ophanim Clan are the true kings, even

Warrior Unit!”

plunged into the fray, their

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

an instant, the once–assembled forces of the Quill

and the air

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Tue,

or

despair.