A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 1885

Chapter 1885 

He had long anticipated this day. 

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By steering clear of the chamber of commerce and the vicious elite power 

games of Changea, he had hoped to outlast his rivals and witness a male 

heir succeed him in the Quillen family business–a plan he had set in motion 

thirty years ago. 

Yet, despite his efforts to stay out of the fray, here he was, thirty years later, finding himself in the very position of Chairman of the Nuthana Chamber of 

Commerce, drawing the deadly attention of formidable enemies. 

“I wish I could do more, Old Mr. Quillen,” Alfred said, frustration etched deeply 

on his face, despite having fought off several skilled opponents. “But I’m 

afraid this will be the last time I can protect you.” 

Amid the flickering inferno, four cloaked figures appeared, encircling them- each distinguished by colors that ranged from green, yellow, purple, and red. Alfred felt their overwhelming power; even the weakest among them was 

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undoubtedly an 5 class fighter. 

Terence, recognizing the gravity of the situation, let out a resigned chuckle, “I 

must be quite important in Mr. Tanner’s eyes, Stanley Silverbane faced no 

such threats during his two decades as Chairman. Yet here I am, barely 

settled into the role, and already up against the Great Four Envoys. It seems 

they’re set on my destruction.” 

With a menacing sweep of his hand, Envoy Aora–the red–cloaked figure with 

the sparrow mask–declared, “Now that you’ve figured out who we are, it’s 

clear that your time is up.” The other three envoys closed in, their intent 

unmistakable: to end Terence’s life. 

“You must escape now!” Alfred and Terence, long attuned to each other’s 

moves, sprang into action. As Alfred’s Templar Seal began to glow, Terence 

instinctively started to flee. 

“Think you can just run away? Not while I’m here!” Envoy Aora sprang into the air, aiming to bypass Alfred, and deliver a fatal blow to Terence. But Alfred’s quick reflexes transformed the Templar Seal into an imposing barrier of black 

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and white, halting the red–cloaked assassin mid–air. 

“D*mn it!” The other three envoys wasted no time, converging on Alfred with 

lethal intent. 

Alfred’s Templar Seal spun and expanded, enveloping the Great Four Envoys 

in a swirling, mystical barrier. 

“Is this even real?” one of them gasped, his voice shaking. 

“A double–S class fighter?!” another exclaimed, eyes wide with disbelief. 

“A top–tier fighter hiding out in Yeringham?” the third murmured, clearly 

astonished. 

“It seems the Grandmaster of Nuthana from thirty years ago was every bit as 

legendary as rumored!” the fourth added, their voices tinged with awe. 

The Great Four Envoys stared in utter disbelief. A double–S class fighter was a 

near–mythical figure–so rare that they could effortlessly serve as an elite 

bodyguard for national leaders, establish a prestigious martial arts sect, or 

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rise to fame as a legendary bounty hunter. The fact that Alfred had spent 

decades devoted to an old man was beyond their wildest imaginations. 

“You four aren’t too shabby yourselves,” Alfred remarked, equally impressed. 

Facing the formidable Envoy Aora and his three powerful companions, Alfred 

knew he stood no chance of winning. His last stand was merely a desperate 

bid to buy time for Terence’s escape. Beyond that, he was powerless against 

any further threats. 

“Survive at all costs, Old Mr. Quillen!” Alfred urged, his heart heavy with the 

realization that years of loyalty might end in this fiery disaster. 

Boom!