A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Magnus was unquestionably a demon.
Every word that escaped his lips struck Ashton to her core, targeting her vulnerabilities.
She had come here with unwavering conviction to fight against evil, yet this man could shake her to her core with just a few
words, rocking the foundation of her beliefs.
Thankfully, beneath the velvety night sky, another voice pierced through the chaos. “Ashton, pull yourself together!”
It was Ashton’s other hero, Sage!
He was initially in a close match with Quinn, but Sage swiftly recalibrated his focus upon hearing the thunderous gunshots from
Ashton’s direction.
This was a mission to capture criminals, not a martial arts showdown!
When Sage witnessed Magnus gun down his comrades, he wasted no time in drawing his shooting Quinn.
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He might not have known what Magnus said to Ashton, but the change in her expression was enough to tell him something was
amiss.
Ashton snapped out of Magnus’ bewitchment thanks to Sage’s commanding shout.
“Yes, I can’t lose myself! I am the righteous police officer, Ashton Summerton! I must apprehend the wrongdoers!” Ashton gritted
her teeth and proclaimed, “I will make Maxwell pay for his sins alone. I don’t need anyone’s help!”
Magnus recognized the shift in her gaze and understood that he couldn’t brainwash her in such a brief moment. He paused,
taking a moment to assess the current situation.
Sage had already injured Quinn, who was no longer able to fight.
Although Dustin was a master of the Holy Fire organization, he alone was no match for Snake Master, one of the top three of the
Redback Assassins in a one-on-one fight. He seemed destined to become a feast for the venomous serpents.

Meanwhile, the enraged Shane had single-handedly subdued the astonished Avery. Indeed, one should never underestimate
those hailing from Hero’s Village.
On another front, Blake held the upper hand against the severely wounded Emmanuel, yet he still somehow couldn’t finish him
off in his weakened state.
The tides of fate had shifted. Magnus once again felt the bitter sting of defeat surging within him. This marked his third failure
against Emmanuel!
Yet, instead of succumbing to despair, he felt an exhilarating sense of excitement coursed through his veins.
From the earliest days of his life to the present, Magnus had encountered no adversary capable of arousing such exhilaration
apart from Maxwell. Emmanuel’s presence truly set his blood ablaze with enthusiasm and passion.
“Ashton, I’m disappointed in the choice you made. Farewell!” Magnus declared, turning to make his
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From the earliest days of his life to the present, Magnus had encountered no adversary capable of arousing such exhilaration
apart from Maxwell. Emmanuel’s presence truly set his blood ablaze with enthusiasm and passion
“Ashton, I’m disappointed in the choice you made. Farewell!” Magnus declared, turning to make his
exit.
“Ashton, seize him quickly!” Sage’s urgent shout jolted Ashton back to reality, but it was too late.
Magnus, utilizing the cover of night and the lay of the land, executed a successful escape.
“D”mn it, Magnus, you loser!”
Blake, witnessing the scene, spat out his disdain. Then, he addressed Emmanuel, “Haha, let’s call it quits for now. Let me be
clear. We’re not enemies. Don’t seek revenge from me when you’re back on your feet. Every debt has its debtor, and every
wrong has its perpetrator. So, if you’re looking for someone, go after Magnus! Goodbye!”

With that, he also vanished into the shadows.
Emmanuel, gasping for breath, watched as Blake’s silhouette blurred into the distance. If Blake hadn’t made his escape,
Emmanuel knew he wouldn’t have held out much longer. Though not the most handsome, Blake’s strength was undeniably
formidable!
As soon as Blake disappeared, Emmanuel’s willpower gave away, and he collapsed. Fortunately, Sage hurried over and
provided support.
“Emmanuel! Emmanuel!” No matter how he called out, Emmanuel remained unresponsive.
When Emmanuel opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a modest hospital room. As his gaze settled on the elegant
figure dozing at his bedside, disbelief washed over him.
It was Mackenzie.
“Ah, Manuel, you’re awake!” Beatrix exclaimed excitedly as she entered the hospital room, seeing Emmanuel’s eyes fluttered
open.
Mackenzie also immediately opened her eyes, a visible wave of relief washing over her. With a soft and caring tone, her red,
delicate lips opened, “You’re awake? Are you feeling alright?”
Under his loving wife’s tender gaze, Emmanuel felt most of his physical discomfort melt away. He smiled and replied, “I’m fine.
Why are you here, Mackenzie?”
Beatrix chimed in with a giggle, saying, “As soon as my sister heard that you were poisoned and seriously injured, she rushed
over from Yeringham! Manuel, how do you feel? Do you feel thrilled?”
In her perception, what man wouldn’t be happy to receive such devoted attention from her sister?
Emmanuel, like any man, was no exception. He nodded sincerely, his smile growing even more enchanting
However, Mackenzie shot her sister a stern look and remarked, “You talk too much!”