Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

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Chapter 2158 Kill or Be Killed

“Xlict Xylle! Don’t close your eyes! Stay with the

Emmanuel swiftly sealed Xylie’s pulse, cutting off her ability to speak before she could finish her words She fell into a state of fair death, her voice silenced

No matter what, he was determined to save this poor woman. He refused to let anyone else die because of

him.

The next moment, fury consumed him entirely. His eyes darkened, and a guttural roar erupted from his throat, shaking the heavens.

“Die! I’ll kill every last one of you! I’ll avenge Xylic!”

Seeing his terrifying transformation, Chiara turnet as pale as a sheet. Her panic was evident as she hastily shoved her gun into someone else’s hands.

“Mrs. Zelinsky, leave quickly! We’ll hold him off!”

Such was the privilege of beauty. Not only did the Zelinsky family’s servants rush to protect Chiara’s retreat, but even elite fighters from other factions moved to shield her.

Wasting no time, Chiara turned on her heel and fled.

But Emmanuel wasn’t about to let her escape unscathed. With a single strike, he aimed directly at her retreating figure.

In the nick of time, four top–tier martial artists threw themselves in his path, desperate to block him.

Yet, despite their combined efforts, Emmanuel dispatched them with just two punches, sending their bodies flying into the air like ragdolls. When they crashed back down to the ground, they were lifeless.

“Gasp!” The crowd collectively sucked in their breath, staggering backward in fear.

This version of Emmanuel was like a vengeful specter, a demon incarnate. Not a single soul dared approach him.

What kind of monstrous strength is this?

Even Clive and the others from the Lannister family couldn’t help but tremble with fear. One of them stammered, his voice barely audible, “C–Could Mr. Gwain… really be in the same league as this guy?”

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Wyatt, standing further back, clenched his fists. He knew better than anyone.

The Emmanuel who had competed in the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown wasn’t yet on par with Gwain back then. But now, a year later, Emmanuel had far surpassed him. This current Emmanuel was someone Gwain wouldn’t dare challenge lightly.

But Mr. Gwain isn’t one to rest on his laurels. He has stumbled upon a sinister martial art technique and is now cultivating with the Dragon Tome. Though its methods are unorthodox and erratic, his progress has been astounding, thought Wyatt.

If Gwain succeeded in his cultivation and emerged, who would prevail in a clash between him and

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was a question no one could

Finished.

with unrelenting fury. His eyes burned red with bloodlust as he fully embraced the state he had honed on

the ground, scrambling backward with her hands and hips, her red

in, someone from the Zelinsky family intervened. They

about breaking their earlier agreement. All

this outcome? Hundreds of men besieged Emmanuel, backed by the strength of one of the Eight Supreme Grandmasters of Zovince, and yet they still

to their mounting horror, even bullets

his figure vanishing and reappearing in a blur. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of a gunman, weaving past the

a blade and inviting

their sacrifice gave Chiara the chance

was undeniable. More and more men threw themselves into the path of destruction,

unfold on the surveillance monitors. Known for her poise and wisdom, the usually unflappable young

time.

torn–not by the sight of so many men dying for Chiara–but by the moral

master was fighting to the death, drenched in blood, and yet she had forbidden Nathan from standing by Emmanuel’s

to die in battle, what

survived, this relentless killing spree would leave him branded as a demon in the eyes of the entire Chanaea. He would have no

do I do? What should I do?” she whispered,

game of political

Thud! Thud!

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Surrounded by hundrels of enemies

spirit, the very essence of a war god, only burned brighter. Bloodied and battered, he

fall were

Their deaths didn’t stir much pity. But as the chaos spread, figures of significance from Zovince’s upper echelons were

feel the weight of his

was a descent into darkness, a road without return. Yet, to stop fighting meant certain death. He was trapped, walking a bridge with no

this bridge? They were hiding in the shadows, smirking

Emmanuel found himself

The tune shifted and morphed, weaving an intricate tapestry of

brought a soothing calm, lulling them into sleep. For others, it sharpened their clarity, snapping

possess such a divine

combatants around Emmanuel began to collapse, succumbing to an enchanted slumber. For the

Ms. Mia? No.

doing–her abilities, as formidable as they were, couldn’t

mature, ethereal voice resonated from the

your problems. Leave now! Before the presidential election, it’s best you don’t show yourself in Zovince again,

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his sharp eyes scanning the horizon. Yet, even with his

“What great master

voice grew fainter, deliberately keeping its owner’s location hidden

Since you’ve been chosen, live on–and dedicate