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

you’ll face all of us.

we’ll crush you just the

the crowd, echoing

at Gregory’s shameless display. How could

disgraceful tactics? Meanwhile, Shane

indifferent, yawning lazily, clearly unbothered by his

cold and amused, sent

Tue,

or a Gang

ethics, then I

words dripping

hands, the sound of shattering

burst apart. In an instant, twenty to thirty agile

their movements so

could barely comprehend

in the crowd felt their hearts grow cold as

before them. Gregory gasped in

When did you gather

martial artists?”

as they stared

rare, and yet here

shattered every assumption they

glinting in his eyes.

with a smirk, his

Nov

on One or a

word, Sage appeared at his

showing no

chaos unfolding around him was of little

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still stunned, quickly snapped back to the present.

first, then we’ll surround and

his voice tinged with

scene exploded into

the main members

they didn’t fully understand how

formidable fighters, they still

skilled, a small group couldn’t

were mere ants facing

downfall than a

halt a speeding carriage.

observing the unfolding battle.

or a Gang

as the Quill family’s forces closed

hunters cornering their prey.

Gwain, once calm and composed, found

the sheer prowess of

growing sense

a few months prior, and

of

had things changed

“Hahaha, what a thrill!”

skilled fighter from Zovince

and laughed. “I was born for

before me, mere mortals!”

dozen hurtling through the air. The force of their impact

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Tue, Nov

One–on–One or a

the entire venue to shake under

Quintus, don’t steal my

refusing to back down, retaliated with a fiery

scene.

people screamed, some

leaving destruction

We of the Ophanim Clan are the

Warrior Unit!”

Falcon plunged into the

come to fulfill a mission, but the number of opponents

forces of the Quill family crumbled

and

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1995 One–on–One or

despair.