Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 965
“What do you want from me?” Alfwhit asked with an unfriendly tone, still behaving arrogantly.
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“Alfwhit, I’m giving you an opportunity to do me a favor. There are two men I would like you to deal with on my behalf.” Magnus
showed no signs of concession.
“Why should I listen to you?” Alfwhit looked away in a sulk. In fact, he was not a man with pride and honor. Knowing who Magnus
was, he would not hesitate to do him a favor if his effort would be rewarded. However, he couldn’t accept Magnus’ rude attitude,
finding it simply unacceptable.
“You are going to help me!” Magnus replied confidently. “Because the two men that I want you to deal with are Terence Quillen
and Emmanuel Lowe.”
“Terence Lowe?!” Alfwhit was startled when he heard the name from Magnus.
“That’s right! He was the guy who harbored the wanted traitor that Templar Valor was looking for back then. And guess what? He
is now back in Anchortown, and that’s not all. He just took care of Philips Caver earlier today” Magnus smiled.
Alfwhit clenched his fists tightly while reminiscing about the events in the past.
Templar Invocation had always been the core of Templar Valor as it could be divided into two categories, namely black magic
and white magic. Any disciple who started training with the organization would be required to choose a discipline to commit to.
On the other hand, only the leader of Templar Valor could train in both disciplines to attain a higher level in this practice.
More than three decades ago, Sinclair, who was deemed to be the more talented candidate, was chosen as the next leader of
Templar Valor. When his older brother, Alfred, learned about it, he was upset and dissatisfied. Thus, he became determined to
usurp Sinclair’s place and replace him as the new leader.
Despite being a senior among the disciples, Alfred was eventually blinded by his jealousy, which motivated him to secretly learn
black magic. In the end, he managed to reach the level that only a legitimate leader could by mastering the magic of two
disciplines. Nonetheless, he was still defeated by Sinclair, who was aided by the rest of the members of Templar Valor.

Wounded, Alfred had no choice but to escape from Templar Valor. Just when he thought he was going to die, he was saved by a
wealthy businessman named Terence Quillen. Therefore, Terence had since become one of the biggest enemies of Templar
Valor.
With Terence’s return, Alfwhit was more determined than ever to take him out, especially after he learned that he also gave his
friend, Philip, a hard time. Good! What a perfect opportunity to settle our old and new scores, Terence! You’re going nowhere this
time!
“Here’s the deal. If you can take Terence Quillen and Emmanuel Lowe out, I will tell you the secrets of Templar’s White Magic.”
Mágnus made a tempting offer.
“How did you know anything about Templar’s White Magic?” Alfwhit was shocked, but his eyes were filled with skepticism and
doubts.
“Don’t bother because I’m not going to answer that question. Furthermore, it’s none of your concern anyway.” Magnus was well
aware of Alfwhit’s temper, as well as his past.
In fact, Alfwhit wasn’t the legitimate leader of Templar Valor, as he had usurped the place from his older brother, Agargar, through
dishonorable means. Because of that, Magnus didn’t think it was worthwhile making friends with someone like Alfwhit. Instead,
he planned to use him as a tool against his enemies, deeming that the only way he could keep him under his thumb.
“Alright, you have a deal!” Alfwhit gritted his teeth and agreed, but then, he went on to warn Magnus not to fool him. “Don’t you
dare play any silly games with me; otherwise, I won’t let you get away with it even if I die in the end.”
“This dog won’t stop barking, Blake. I think it needs a little taming, doesn’t it? Teach it a lesson, and we’ll be on our way.” Magnus
sneered in a casual manner.
“Copy that.” Blake then gave Alfwhit a slap on his left and right cheek, whereupon he walked off with Magnus.
In the meantime, Alfwhit was left behind, covering his cheek with his hand as he watched them slowly disappear from sight in
anger. Despite his frustration and irritation, there was nothing much he could do because he was no match for Blake at all.
-It looks like the rumors are true! This ugly-looking man once beat someone on par with the Six Grandmasters of the
World. I’m afraid there is no one else capable of matching him in this world.

On the other hand, Emmanuel was driving a Chevrolet van on a narrow road in Anchortown, thanks to the fact that many of the
roads were one-way streets. Driving on those busy roads, Emmanuel was following right behind Shane, who was riding his
bicycle.
While Shane was traveling at a slow speed, Emmanuel couldn’t help but wonder whether there was something wrong with his
bicycle or his riding skills. However, fortunate for Shane, Emmanuel was a patient man, or he would have been cursed at if
someone else was right behind him.
Little did Emmanuel know that Shane was actually riding his bicycle slowly on purpose. After all, he had wandered around the
restaurant for the past few days just so that he could see Red. Therefore, now that he finally had the opportunity to be so close
to her, there was no way he was going to let it slip away from him so soon. However, despite Shane’s usual talkative nature, he
became somewhat nervous and timid around the lady he had a crush on. Because of that, he failed to start a conversation with
Red, only staying silent in her presence along the way.
“Can you take me home, Shane?” Red asked, much to Shane’s surprise, although she hadn’t said a single word at all throughout
their trip.