Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1996

“Are you Gwain?”

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Emmanuel’s piercing gaze bore into Gwain, sharp and unwavering.

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Gwain stiffened slightly but quickly masked his unease with an air of casual

indifference. He lifted his chin ever so slightly, his hands clasped behind his

back, and offered a small smile. “That would be me, just a humble fellow.”

“I have long heard of your reputation. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.”

Emmanuel made a polite gesture, though the civility of it barely concealed

his true intentions. “I wonder, Mr. Lannister, what made you capture my sister?

There’s no reason for any bad blood between us.”

“Indeed, there are no grievances between us,” Gwain replied, his voice

steady, though there was a defiant edge to his words. “However, your sister

secretly studied my family’s Dragon Tome. By our family’s rules, anyone who

dares to steal our techniques must face execution.”

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“I had no desire to harm her,” he continued, his expression cool. “I was willing

to let her go if only she recited the technique back to me. But she refused to

cooperate, leaving me with no other choice.”

A murmur rippled through the crowd, their whispers showing favor toward

Gwain’s side of the story.

After all, anyone with even a passing knowledge of the Lannister family knew

the Dragon Tome was one of their three sacred texts. Stealing from it meant

certain death.

“Stealing?” Emmanuel remained unflinching in the face of the crowd’s

growing sympathy. A cold, humorless smile curled on his lips. “Mr. Lannister, I

have three questions for you.”

“Ask away.” Gwain’s expression grew tensé, his eyes hardening.

Emmanuel raised three fingers, his gaze unwavering.

“First, is there a patent for the Dragon Tome? Second, do you have any

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evidence that it was written by your family? Third, how can you prove my

sister even knows it by heart?”

Each question hit Gwain with the force of a sudden storm, rendering him

speechless for a moment.

let out

be more intelligent than

defend Gwain, couldn’t keep quiet

Tome is a martial arts technique! What nonsense is this about patents? Everyone knows it belongs to our family.

change that!”

heartily, his voice filled with mockery. “Ha! What century are you living in? This is an era governed by law. Do you think this is

their opinions clashing, but the idea of

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govern modern matters was quickly

outburst, keeping his focus locked on

firm as he said, “Mr.

faltered, his hands shifting

brief pause, he responded coldly, “Emmanuel, as

I am bound by duty. I must recover the Dragon Tome,

stand in my way.”

must recover my sister,

his voice firm and unwavering.

as the greatest in

lose, you will release

me for what

last of his kin, the only family he had left. There was

for negotiation, no chance

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collectively gasped, the tension in the air pa ble.

exchanged glances, their eyes bright with

knew Emmanuel’s true identity, and the

excitement through them.

Warrior and the

arts world. Could this be the

to

to Gwain, a murmur of expectation running

They secretly hoped for a fair duel,

debate of supremacy

spine, but he quickly masked his unease with a facade

Quill family. What concern is it of mine as a guest? You will die here today. Why

hopefulness withered. Though there was some logic to

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pride, was all evident to

who looked closely.

watching him intently, noticed the

anyone–his aloofness was just a mask for his

more cowardly

showing no

patience worn thin.

further warning, he

Region. The strike tore

its force morphing into a massive,

very

ran through Wyatt as he watched

since the last time they

true power all

had already

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might falter under

vulnerable in the process.

of the entire

his energy into the Big Dipper technique,

palm strike away from

rear of the

Boom!

earth–shattering force, causing

groaned and swayed precariously, on the verge of

collapse.

“Ah! Run!”

place is about to

panic, rushing for the exits as chaos

them.