Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 2275 Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, And Dance!

Impressive! Aora was surprised and dodged the attack.

Gautier claimed that Ezra couldn’t punch his way out of a paper bag, but he was not accurate! Mr. Tannerdefinitely sees his true colors!

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Aora recalled that Teddy had been close with Ezra thirty years ago–so close that he had even addressed him as an elder brother. He might have even arranged Teddy’s marriage to Catherine.

Aora had never seen him in action before, but he had never imagined that Ezra would be anything other than a frail intellectual. And yet–his martial prowess was beyond belief!

“Gautier sent you to kill me, didn’t he?”

Ezra took a step back, holding a book and a calligraphy brush from the Chapel of Oros in each of his hands. His gaze remained locked on Aora as he asked the question.

“You don’t deserve to know!” Aora snarled. “You shall die because of killing Mr. Tanner!”

With a furious shout, he attacked Ezra once more.

He had surpassed the SS combat ranking for now, reaching SS–Level and nearly achieving the threshold of the Sage level. Every move he made was ruthless, fueled by his thirst for vengeance.

Yet, Ezra’s movements were astonishing–his technique was dissolving moves, conquering the unyielding with yielding. Even more baffling, he wielded nothing but a calligraphy brush and a book, employing a fighting style Aora had never encountered in all his years of bloodshed. He couldn’t gain the upper hand.

-Magnus arrived outside the door. Witnessing the battle, his eyes widened in shock. His assumption had

been proved–Ezra Zelinsky was one of the martial arts masters!

As Aora swiped at Ezra with his clawed strike, Ezra flicked his brush and sketched a turtle on his face.

It did no physical harm but with it came extreme humiliation.

However, Ezra hadn’t reached the level where he could tease Aora. Aora slashed across Ezra’s chest, leaving a deep bloody gash.

“Stay away from my father!” Magnus seized the opportunity and rushed forward to shield Ezra with his outstretched arms.

be helping me kill him in order to gain control over Ezra and us; why is

was full of rage. The killing intent in his eyes returned

Magnus refused.

burned with fire as he struck toward

let him die this soon and he was

intercepted Aora’s strike. He propelled himself backward, dragged Magnus with him,

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brush. A streak of ink surged like a black dragon, hurtling toward his face

taken aback. He had never seen someone draw out such a deadly weapon! By the time he regained his footing, Ezra and Magnus had vanished. I’ve

clenching his

learned when he found that his martial prowess was similar to

to any group of people. But there were five disciples and five of us, each mastering a different martial art: music, chess, calligraphy, painting,

was painting, so he must have been the master

He mastered calligraphy. His techniques were bizarrely

power.

Aora was frustrated but not ashamed, so he

Ezra and Magnus

“Are you alright, Father?”

was concerned and moved

“You should be hoping that

looked innocent with his wide eyes

act with him and simply sighed.

Maxwell’s death, he had considered grooming Magnus as his successor–as

under his control.

were always bound by their

he dreaded the most

to be a pawn and

a fatal flaw. If you were to kneel now and beg

rather choose to be myself,” Magnus said with a smirk,

into a cryptic smile. “In this family,

then, the