Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 2257 Caught in the Act, but the Tables Turn!

“Oh my!” Chiara gasped in shock.

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At this moment, she was completely exposed–without a single piece of clothing on her! Her flawless, porcelain–like figure was priceless. How could she allow just anyone to see it?

At that, she instinctively reached for her clothes to cover herself, but in the next instant, shock and fear froze her movements, for the man standing at the door was none other than the husband she thought was dead.

“M–Maxwell? You’re alive?!” Chiara’s voice trembled.

Maxwell’s expression twisted between fury and greed as he took in the sight of her bare skin. Then, his anger exploded.

He had restrained himself for three years, never once touching this masterpiece of a woman. And now, she was sneaking around, sharing her body with another man. In a hotel room!

A searing rage engulfed him—he felt like he was being burned alive by the fires of betrayal.

“Chiara Lannister, you unfaithful wh*re! So, the last three years–you’ve just been pretending?!” Maxwell pointed at her, stepping forward with unbridled fury.

Behind him, Otto also couldn’t help but steal a few greedy glances.

This was one of the Four Beauties of Zovince–countless men had fantasized about her body day and night.

Tsk, tsk… That figure, those proportions, that smooth skin, those curves… Absolutely perfect. No wonder men lost their minds over her.

But at the end of the day, Chiara was not an ordinary woman. She quickly regained her composure, suppressing her initial panic. Casually, she slipped on an outer garment to cover herself–she wouldn’t let just anyone keep staring at her.

But this action only infuriated Maxwell even more.

So, her body is something this crippled b*stard can see, but not her husband by law?!

“You b*tch! I’m going to kill you!”

Maxwell, overwhelmed by rage, lunged at her, his hands aiming straight for her throat. But he had overlooked one crucial fact–he was no match for Chiara!

With a single swift kick, she sent him crashing to the ground. Pointing at him, she berated, “Don’t push your luck, Maxwell Zelinsky! If you can’t have me, don blame others–blame yourself!”

Maxwell stared at her in disbelief.

“I’ve always told you–I don’t like weak men,” Chiara declared with absolute confidence. “I said that when you become the patriarch of the Four Great Aristocratic Families or someone of even greater power, then I will willingly be yours!

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I chose to be with a man stronger than you. What part

such conviction, left Maxwell completely

behind Chiara, smirking in

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upon a time, Gautier had been nothing more than the son of a wealthy business family from Yeringham. Though he was rich, he had never been on the same level

someone he could only look up to. But

dog at his feet. Even his

an unparalleled sense of triumph–validation for everything

Otto and roared, “Otto, what the hell are you waiting for? Break this b*stard’s d*mn legs! And restrain this disloyal sl*t—I’ll teach her how to be a proper

“Yes, Mr. Maxwell!”

been waiting for this moment. Now that he

who was also crippled? This would be an easy victory. But

Otto, an S+ Rank fighter, was stunned that he couldn’t overpower Chiara

stand in my way, don’t blame

admitted that Chiara had fully mastered the Lannister family’s martial arts techniques. In terms of skill, he might not surpass her, but he was an experienced combatant–if

on Mr. Verkade!” Chiara had

to say a word–his mocking gaze

Maxwell insane.

b*stard! Take them both

forward like an eagle swooping down on its prey, aiming straight for

felt a twinge of

counter his attack. But inside this confined room, with Gautier behind her, she had no room to

“Chiara Bear, watch out!”

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move. He pulled Chiara into his arms while simultaneously launching Dragon’s Reversal Essence with his free hand to clash

Boom!

collided

through his body, but he managed to tear into Gautier’s arm, drawing blood. Bright red droplets splattered across Chiara’s beautiful

Chiara gasped in

Maxwell’s face