Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1207 It Can Only Mean One Thing
Now, with the situation turning dire, she had no choice but to go all out.
“Mackenzie, stay behind me!” Emmanuel shielded his wife behind him, his expression serious.
He had exerted all his strength to swiftly defeat the formidable opponent, significantly depleting his internal energy. Now, facing
two strong opponents simultaneously while protecting Mackenzie, he couldn’t afford to be
careless.
“Concentrate, don’t worry about me!” Mackenzie also reassured him.
She was well aware of how powerful these two women were, especially the woman in white. If she truly was Sarah,
Mackenzie wondered where she had learned her martial arts. Although Sarah had claimed to be away for studies
many times, spending at least a decade away from the Quillen residence, she had still spent a decade within the
household!
While Sarah did possess martial skills, the abilities she displayed were nowhere near those of the woman in white. Could
Mackenzie and Emmanuel really be mistaken?
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
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The woman in white took the lead, with the woman in blue supporting her. Their attacks were dazzling and fierce,
not like a storm but akin to an endless drizzle. Yet, every drop of rain held unexpected lethality.

Emmanuel had to resort to a desperate fighting style, putting all his strength into each move to drive them back and prevent
them from getting close. However, the woman in white quickly discovered a weakness-Emmanuel’s
right arm seemed injured, rendering it practically useless.
“Trisha, I’ll keep him busy; you go all out and attack his right side! If you get a chance, grab the woman behind him!”
The woman in white loudly instructed.
“Yes, Your Holiness!” Trisha was initially cautious, given Emmanuel’s overwhelming power in defeating the man in
red. The pressure was immense. Her own strength was not much different from that of the man in red. If it weren’t
for the Saintess leading the fight, she wouldn’t even have the courage to face Emmanuel. But she soon noticed
that Emmanuel consistently used his legs to block her attacks, seldom employing his right arm-a clear sign of an injury.
Understanding this, she unleashed a relentless assault.
Emmanuel realized that his weakness had been exposed, and continuing this prolonged struggle was not a viable
option; sooner or later, he would be overwhelmed. In the next moment, he took the initiative to grab both women’s hands and,
using the momentum, fell backward off the bridge into the dark waters below.
“Emmanuel! Emmanuel, you idiot!” Mackenzie hadn’t anticipated Emmanuel’s decision and hurriedly leaned over
the bridge, watching the pitch-black river. The currents were swift, the night dark, and she had no idea where the
three of them would end up.

At the estuary intersection, a large-scale life-and-death struggle was unfolding with great intensity.
“Quick! Drive back these thuas and rescue Ms. Mackenzie on the bridge!”
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right arm seemed injured, rendering it practically useless.
“Trisha, I’ll keep him busy, you go all out and attack his right side! If you get a chance, grab the woman behind him!”
The woman in white loudly instructed.
“Yes, Your Holiness!” Trisha was initially cautious, given Emmanuel’s overwhelming power in defeating the man in red. The
pressure was immense. Her own strength was not much different from that of the man in red. If it weren’t
for the Saintess leading the fight, she wouldn’t even have the courage to face Emmanuel. But she soon noticed
that Emmanuel consistently used his legs to block her attacks, seldom employing his right arm-a clear sign of an injury.
Understanding this, she unleashed a relentless assault.

Emmanuel realized that his weakness had been exposed, and continuing this prolonged struggle was not a viable
option; sooner or later, he would be overwhelmed. In the next moment, he took the initiative to grab both women’s hands and,
using the momentum, fell backward off the bridge into the dark waters below.
“Emmanuel! Emmanuel, you idiot!” Mackenzie hadn’t anticipated Emmanuel’s decision and hurriedly leaned over the bridge,
watching the pitch-black river. The currents were swift, the night dark, and she had no idea where the
three of them would end up.
At the estuary intersection, a large-scale life-and-death struggle was unfolding with great intensity.
“Quick! Drive back these thugs and rescue Ms. Mackenzie on the bridge!”
Logan, as the captain of the Quillen residence security team, personally led a hundred guards to pick up Mackenzie and bring
her home. Just moments ago, they were blocked at the mountain junction, but upon receiving orders, they quickly arrived at the
estuary section.
Right then, at the head of the estuary bridge, well-trained guards were engaging in a fierce battle with the Holy Fire
organization’s thugs. Unlike the security guards of the Terence Group, this hundred-strong force, led by Logan, received higher
pay and was more professional in life-and-death combat. In a situation with similar numbers, the two sides were evenly matched
for a moment. However, sirens were soon heard from the bridge’s other end, and
the momentum of both sides took a different turn.
The Holy Fire organization, always a group of criminals, began to feel a bit uneasy, but without orders from above, these
desperate individuals wouldn’t retreat easily. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Logan and a few elites rushed ahead of the
bridge, sprinting for hundreds of yards until they finally saw a graceful figure.
At last, they had found their young lady!
However, what Mackenzie was doing right then almost scared him out of his wits.
She was standing on the bridge railing. He certainly couldn’t allow her to do something like that.
“Ms. Mackenzie! What are you trying to do?”

Ignoring the people behind her, Mackenzie looked at the turbulent waters in deep thought. Normally, this river’s current is so
rapid, and tonight’s abnormality can only mean one thing!