A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633 

The situation felt awfully familiar to Emmanuel. 

The nightmare of the Northern Region Wolf Warrior back then was to be 

forced to make an unsolvable decision. 

If he chose to take the left, the entire Wolf Warrior Unit would be wiped out. 

The right, the Northern Region strategy would fail, and he would become an 

eternal criminal. 

At the time, Emmanuel chose to head right, for he couldn’t let his 

brothers–in–arms die before him. This day, he was once again faced with a 

once again at a crossroad. 

“Come on, give me a kiss, or your wife will die!” the assassin in red said and 

brought her lips closer to him. 

She had longed to kiss Emmanuel and swore four years ago that she would 

make this man hers. However, when she saw Emmanuel’s sorrowful gaze, her 

body jolted as if something had pierced her heart. 

Emmanuel didn’t kiss her. However, taking advantage of Emmanuel’s 

inattention, she pecked his lips lightly. 

“You!” Emmanuel shoved her away mercilessly, then wiped his lips frantically, 

worried her lips were laced with poison. 

“Hehe…” Despite being mercilessly thrown to the ground, her palms throbbing 

with pain, and blood stains everywhere, the assassin in red still giggled 

happily. “Don’t worry, I didn’t poison you! It’s so amusing to see a big old virgin 

embarrassed like this after being kissed by a woman!” 

“Shut up!” Emmanuel did feel his cheeks slightly heating up. 

To think a witch shameless enough to force a kiss on a man exists! 

“Hehe… I really won’t say a thing, then! Too bad I wanted to tell you where 

Mackenzie is…” the assassin in red teased. 

“Speak up!” Emmanuel threatened her again, his animosity growing by the 

second. He had lost all patience at this point. 

“Hmph, scary much! I wonder if you’re this fierce with Mackenzie.” The 

assassin in red pouted with feigned anger before finally pointing in a 

direction. 

Emmanuel looked toward it at once and thought there indeed seemed to be 

some traces. 

The next moment, he ran toward it like a madman. 

Meanwhile, mixed emotions crept up on the assassin in red as she gazed at 

his leaving figure. She slumped onto the snowy ground and looked at the 

snow stained red with her blood. 

“I still showed up too late, huh? He already has a woman residing in his heart!” 

the assassin in red muttered, then suddenly gritted her teeth fiercely. “An 

assassin shouldn’t have feelings! Damn it!” 

Emmanuel couldn’t be bothered with the assassin in red anymore, even 

though he noticed she might differ from her fellow Redback Assassins 

members. 

The Redback Assassins organization was enough to make even some 

high–ranking officials in the Northern Region turn pale, and they were listed 

as deadly on the watchlist. 

The assassins of the Redback Assassins were the elite among global 

assassins. As such, the third–ranked assassin would be the cream of the crop 

among the elite.