Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Love at 2155 Chapter 2155 My Fists Are My Evidence Of course, Emmanuel wasn't about to let anyone bully Ashton or his top disciple.

4.90% Finister However, just as he was about to make a move, someone from the Chapman family leaped into action.

Their speed was astonishing. With a light tap of the toe the figure seemed to float like a swallow, soaring into the air with such grace and agility that it left the crowd dazzled.

It was none other than Gale, the Snow-Treader! Moving faster than anyone could react, Gale reached Nathan and Ashton first, pulling them back in the nick of time. Birch's fists smashed into empty air, missing their marks.

Two suprgrandmasters clashing in an instant-it was as breathtaking as lightning splitting the sky! The onlookers were riveted, their excitement palpable.

"Birch," Gale remarked with an arched brow, his tone sharp but controlled. "It's just kids roughhousing. Don't you think it's beneath someone of your age and stature to bully the younger generation?" The sisters of the Chapman family exchanged smug smiles. The Zelinsky family might have a suprgrandmaster, but does that mean we, the Chapman family, don't? Let's see how he tries to justify picking on someone weaker! Birch's face darkened. As much as he hated backing down, even he had to maintain the dignity of a suprgrandmaster. He stayed silent for the moment WWW WWW.WWW Chiara stepped in to smooth things over. “Hmph! Today, I brought the expert fighters of the Zelinsky family here for one reason only-to avenge my late husband! Anyone who dares stand in our way is an enemy of the Zelinsky family!" "Well said! Bravo!" Cheers erupted from her supporters, their enthusiasm bolstering her confidence.

Under normal circumstances, Chiara might have ridden this wave of support to impose her will. But this wasn't just any place. This was the Chapman Estate.

Veronica's voice cut through the air, cold and unyielding. "This is the Chapman Estate. Anyone who causes trouble here disrespects us. And lettell you, the Chapman family doesn't take such insults lying down. You won't get your way!" Chiara's eyes locked onto Veronica's, blazing with fury.

This woman is always standing in my way! But Veronica wasn't about to back down. No matter how many enemies surrounded them, she was Nathan's elder sister, and it was her duty to protect him. It was the unshakable mission of their family.

Though Chiara had the upper hand in numbers, Veronica held the advantage of hturf. Neither dared to do anything rash, the tension crackling like a taut wire about to snap.

Seeing the deadlock between the two sides, Levi decided to make his move.

1 1/4 ☐ Chapter 2155 My Fista Are My Evidence ** Finished That was why he had instructed Levi to plant a hidden issassin among the Chapman family's servants in advance.

At that moment, catching Levi's subtle glance, the assassin instantly picked up the hint. Quietly, she drew a gun from beneath the hem of her dress.

Bang! A single gunshot rang out, and the loudest voice among the crowd fell silent-a prominent figure from Zovince, none other than the head of the Finch family and a government official.

The entire crowd froze, stunned.

The rowdy scene plunged into an ceric silence for a brief moment.

But just as quickly, it erupted into chaos. The uproar was deafening, shaking the very ground.

"Someone's been killed!" "The Chapman family killed him!” "They're in cahoots with Emmanuel! They want to wipe us out and eliminate any opposition to Ethan Hale!" "We can't let them succeed! Let's fight them to the bitter end!" Panic engulfed the crowd.

Panic bred chaos.

Even those who had cmerely as spectators now found themselves swept up in the frenzy. Caught in the storm of rumors and fear, they had no choice but to prepare for battle against Emmanuel and the Chapman family, all in the nof survival.

"Everyone, calm down!" Veronica hadn't anticipated such a drastic turn of events. Although she had suspected a mole in their midst, she had no way to stop this in time.

Like madmen, the crowd surged toward the Chapman family, their faces twisted with rage and hostility.

The Chapman sisters, who were as beautiful as angels, turned pale with fear. This was their first tencountering such a violent mob, with so many people targeting them at once! Roar! At the critical moment, a terrifying dragon-like roar shook the air! Emmanuel smashed a sturdy wooden table with his bare hands, sending it flying through the air. The table splintered upon impact, scattering shards of wood like deadly shrapnel. The wooden shards embedded themselves into walls and the ground, leaving the would-be attackers frozen in place.

The power of his strike was more devastating than a shotgun blast, forcing even the most skilled fighters to retreat in terror.

2/4 MS Chapter 3155 My Fiets Are My Evidence The scene fell into a brief silence once again.

Fear and shock were written across many faces.

Finished Even Birch and Chiara couldn't hide their astonishment. They hadn't expected Emmanuel's strength to surge to such terrifying levels. The slicer force of his infernal strength was leagues beyond what Southern Lannister and the Eight SuprGrandmasters of Zovince could muster.

What they didn't know was that Emmanuel had stumbled upon a partially true version of the Dragon Tome. By sheer luck, it worked in tandem with the Heart of the Sun to amplify his strength tically.

Every night over the past few days, Emmanuel had pushed himself to cultivate relentlessly.

He had a premonition: as the presidential election drew closer, dangerous events would only multiply. From distant threats like Yorick to countless assassins lurking in the shadows, all aiming for his life-if he didn't improve his cultivation level, how could he protect himself? More importantly, how could he protect his family and the next president? "You want to kill me? Then catdirectly!" His voice rang out, firm and commanding. "This has nothing to do with the Chapman family. Don't you dare frthem for this! The shooter just now was definitely not one of them!" "Oh, so you say it wasn't them, and we're just supposed to believe you? Where's your proof?" Charles shouted back, his anger palpable. After all, the man who had been killed was his close friend.

"The one who makes the claim must provide the proof Emmanuel countered with Peason.

But he had no intention of wasting more words on these people. With a furious roar, he added, “You say it was them? Then showyour evidence! I say it wasn't and my fists are my evidence! Anyone with doubts can cand test them out!" As he finished speaking, he stomped the ground in anger.

Boom! M The solid floor cracked under his foot, splitting open into a jagged pit. The impact was like a wild dragon tearing through the earth. Even Birch and Chiara were so startled they instinctively stepped back several paces.

Gasp! When the rumbling finally subsided, the crowd collectively gasped, their breaths cold with dread.

In a land where firearms were tightly controlled, how on earth were they supposed to kill a man like this?

Many who were present had witnessed Yorick's legendary battle against the Eight Supremec om Grandmaster's of Zovince. But now, they were realizing something chilling-Emmanuel's destructive power seemed to rival-or even surpass-Yorick's. Seeing the situation, Nathan trembled with excitement, unable to hold back his laughter. "Hahaha! A swarm of worms trying to take down a dragon? Tell me, how exactly do you plan to do that?" All eyes turned to Chiara and Birch. Obviously, the crowd regarded them as the ringleaders of this makeshift "wolf-slaying" rally.

3/4 Mon, Chapter 2156 My fists Are My Evidence Pishe If you've got a score to settle with me, then take it outsile the Chapman Estate. Don't dirty their home!" With that, Emmanuel began striding toward the exit of the grand hall.

The crowd instinctively parted, creating a clear path for him. Each person burned with a desire to see a him dead, yet none dared to step forward. This harbinger of death is simply too terrifying. Anyone reckless enough to make a move would undoubtedly be the first to fall! "Emmanuel, wait for me!" Nathan called out, eager to follow. This was such a pivotal moment-how could he miss a chance to bask in the limelight? But Veronica grabbed his arm, holding him back.

Emmanuel had made it clear he didn't want to drag the Chapman family into this mess. How could she, as an elder sister, let her brother wade into such dangerous waters? The Chapman family might support Ethan, but that didn't mean they could afford to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Emmanuel against the whole world.

Moreover, with her brother's mediocre skills, what help could he possibly offer Emmanuel out there? At best, he would be useless; at worst, he would beca liability.

"Letgo!" Nathan struggled, shouting angrily. "Letgo!" He was determined to stand by Emmanuel and fight to his heart's content, even pushing away Veronica's hand.

But Veronica wasn't about to let him get his way. She quickly instructed Gale to hold him back by force. While Nathan was restrained, Ashton had no such restrictions. Without hesitation, she ran after Emmanuel.

And so did Xylie, who had been anxiously watching from the sidelines. Unable to bear the suspense any longer, she cast caution to the wind and followed Emmanuel out.

It didn't take long for Emmanuel to step through the gates of the Chapman Estate.

The Chapman family's hundreds of members hadn't even made it outside yet when a crowd, already lying in wait emerged like mushrooms after the rain. These people were clearly well prepared, surrounding Emmanuel in the open space just outside the estate. Emmanuel remained unfazed, his expression as calm as still water. He even let out a faint smirk of disdain.

1 So, these people have cwell-prepared, haven't they? It seems they won't rest until they killright here at the Chapman Estate! 22.3K