Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Love at the Wrong Table

Chapter 2305 The Timeless Tragedy of Beauty!

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“But… will the Master approve of this?” Jane hesitated before voicing the concern that had been gnawing at her. She knew all too well that both her father and Atticus owed their greatest backing to the very same figure the enigmatic mentor who had trained her, along with a powerful faction operating in the shadows. For them to turn against each other now would undoubtedly send ripples through the international forces lurking behind the scenes!

“Jane, you think too much!” Shailash sucered, his voice dripping with amusement. “Your mentor, along with the top brass in Eagle Nation, has one priority–they want a compliant, conservative figurehead in Chanaea -someone who will bow their head and let them rule from the shadows, dictating the world order as they see fit! I’ll be making my exit too–going completely off the radar. The Tanner family will sever all ties with Atticus. So don’t hesitate–back Artemis with everything you’ve got. The path is clear!”

“Oh, and take these three jade pendants. They hold unimaginable power, far beyond what you can comprehend. I swiped them from the Holy Trinity under their noses. That ridiculous organization has ridiculous ambitions, but I’ll give them credit–their technology is leagues ahead of its time! Remember, once your mom and I are gone, everything will rest on your shoulders!” Jane, ever the dutiful daughter, accepted the items with a heavy heart, her mind a storm of conflicting thoughts.

Every skill she had, every ability she possessed, had been meticulously passed down to her by her mentor. She also knew that she was not his only investment–other students had been strategically placed within Chanaea, each positioned to solidify their presence and ensure his plans unfolded seamlessly. Defying the Master? That wasn’t an option. The consequences would be brutal, merciless, and absolute! But as long as backing Artemis aligned with her mentor’s unspoken agenda, she had nothing to fear on that front.

It wasn’t long before Liora came looking for her, her expression unreadable. The two had been inseparable since childhood–closer than sisters, sharing everything without reservation. “Jane, do you really intend to accept Artemis‘ invitation and perform at the

“Yes. Liora… forgive me. I can’t stand with inauguration?” Jane’s lips curved into a weary, sorrowful smile.

your father any longer.”

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They both understood the weight of those words. Atticus wasn’t a man to be trifled with–he had clawed his way to power, crushing those who opposed him, making enemies at every turn. He had survived this long by wielding influence and fear like weapons. But if he lost, and Artemis took office and turned the full force of the government against him, the vultures would descend. Those who had once cowered before him would tear him apart! By choosing this path, Jane was condemning her best friend’s father to ruin!

reassuring. “Jane, what are you saying? Every citizen of Chanaea has the right to stand behind the leader they believe

pressing down on her slender frame like an invisible mountain. “Of course, I will!” Liora respondeu without hesitation. Then, after a brief pause, she tilted her

know I’m carrying his child!” Jane’s voice trembled, the exhaustion etched across her face deepening. But beneath that weariness, in the depths of her luminous eyes, there was something else—an unspoken fear, something raw and uncontainable. “What? You never told

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could feel his tension crackling in the air like a brewing storm. The mighty Savage Martial Saint–renowned for his unshakable composure–felt a sheen of

child!” Jane’s voice, though steady, carried the weight of a long–buried confession. “All these years, we’ve barely spent time together. His heart has always belonged to his duty–to the nation and its people. There was never a moment left

unshed tears, emotions surging–guilt, agony, resignation, and something far darker lurking beneath. It was as if the weight of the truth had drained the very light from her soul! “Then… then who is?” Liora’s usually steady voice faltered, shaken by the magnitude of what she was hearing. Santiago and Yorick stood rigid, their bodies strung as tight as bowstrings. It felt as if invisible hands had wrapped around their

“Bailey!” Jane exhaled shakil

through the two men

you forced? With your abilities, that shouldn’t have been possible. Is Bailey really

words. She barely knew Bailey, let alone understood what had transpired between him and Jane. “Santiago and Yorick both say they love me. Maybe they do. But the only man who has ever given himself to me completely–without hesitation,

wouldn’t even add up to three months! But Bailey… he wasn’t like them. He never made me feel like an afterthought. He gave me all his time, his full attention, his unwavering devotion. He made me laugh when I wanted to cry, held me close when I felt cold, and never once let me doubt my worth in his eyes. I never needed anything extravagant. All I ever wanted was to be an ordinary woman, loved by a man

no one had ever acknowledged it. Women like them, born into privilege, admired

had to be wrapped in grand ideals–tied to duty, nation, and sacrifice–never just about them as women

pedestals, idolized like celestial