Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

The cabin erupted with piercing screams as chaos unfolded. A powerful gust of wind swept through the aircraft, shattering the glass windows and creating a whirlwind that instantly sucked everything into the abyss outside. Emmanuel remained anchored in place, while the other passengers flailed helplessly against the overwhelming force.

Observing their frantic struggle, he recognized them for what they truly were: ordinary assassins, woefully unprepared for the situation. Seizing the moment, he swiftly incapacitated them one by one before rushing to seal the broken window, a barrier between safety and the unknown.

As the reality of the situation settled in, it becpainfully clear: Ethan had boarded a hijacked plane. Emmanuel understood that the simplest and most reliable method to eliminate Ethan was to orchestrate an airplane disaster.

However, such a grim plan would inevitably claim the assassins' lives as well. Unless they were truly fanatical, no typical paid assassin would willingly

embrace death for the sake of their profession.

The fact that these ordinary killers were still fumbling with their weapons indicated their reluctance to bring the plane down. It was clear to Emmanuel that they would likely send someone to seize control of the cockpit. With this realization firm in his mind, he snatched a flight attendant's uniform and made his way toward the cockpit, determination coursing through him: Meanwhile, in the elegant first-class cabin, Ethan's female assistant continued her conversation, her voice a mixture of concern and formality. "Mr. Hale, we took off early without waiting for Mr. Wolf. Commander Adkins will surely perceive this as a slight. All we can do is pray that our journey goes smoothly and that no trouble arises." Ethan sighed, a flicker of unease crossing his features. "I didn't expect the plane to take off early either. We'll have to address this once we land. Let's hope for a safe journey ahead." Chester, overhearing their exchange, felt a wave of humiliation wash over him. He coldly interjected, "Mr. Hale, I am your personal bodyguard. I can 16:33 Wed, Nov 27 Chapter 2005 Friendly Fire ensure your safety. Besides, we're already on the plane. What could possibly go wrong?" His voice, though steady, masked a deeper unease simmering beneath the surface.

Ethan understood Chester's frustration but let out another weary sigh. "Chester, I have complete confidence in your abilities. Under normal circumstances, having just you would be sufficient. However, these are extraordinary times. President Silverbane was just attacked, and I fear that someone may have set their sights on me." The female assistant, sensing the tension, further elaborated for Chester's benefit. "Mr. Hale is leaving Zovince to inspect the disaster areas in Riverhaven. Once we reach the western regions, he will require a security team to accompany him. You cannot handle all the protection alone." Chester's irritation bubbled to the surface. "How ridiculous. If I can't manage it, how can Mr. Wolf? Can he genuinely bring a security team onto the plane? Even if he did, it would merely mean one more person," Chapter 2005 Friendly Fire Before the female assistant could respond, a melodious yet sinister laugh echoed through the cabin, sending a chill through the air.

"Haha, Mr. Chester is right. Even if you let that Mr. Wolf board, it would just mean one more corpse." The atmosphere thickened with tension as the voice reverberated among the first-class passengers. Chester immediately sprang to his feet, positioning himself protectively in front of Ethan. His voice tightened with concern. "Who are you?" 51% The woman who had spoken wore a striking fuchsia flight attendant uniform that clung to her alluring figure. Her beauty was undeniable, but an ominous air surrounded her, hinting at the danger lurking beneath her charming facade.

me? Sadly, I'm just not into your type." Her mischievous grin contrasted

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back doors of first class, launching

Protect the PrMinister!" the female assistant shouted urgently, her voice slicing

consisted mostly of powerless bureaucrats, Chester's combat skills were impressive. With him shielding Ethan, the assassins found themselves momentarily

female assassin flipped her wrist and produced a sleek surgical knife. Her gaze locked onto Chester's throat, plotting a

heart raced, his breath catching as he witnessed the female assassin lunging toward his protector. Fortunately, Chester managed to evade her strike, a testament to his training. Yet, in that fleeting moment, two agile male assassins leaped from opposite sides, each gripping one of Chester's legs tightly. They pinned him down, granting the female assassin the opening she desperately needed. "Haha, Mr. Hale, my apologies. But I must send you off to the

and composure, refusing to betray any signs of distress. He had long put the notions of life and death aside, but when confronted with the looming threat of death, his body reacted

the assassin was suddenly grasped by another. She had been mere centimeters away from slicing through Ethan's throat, yet now her hand lay motionless, unable to move 16:33 Wed, Nov 27 Chapter 2005 Friendly Eire even a

leaves much to be desired." In a swift, fluid motion, the assassin drew another knife, intent on retaliating against Chester and making her escape. However, he had anticipated her maneuver and skillfully snatched the small dagger from her grasp. "What do you think you will accomplish by running? We are in an airplane. Do you truly believe you can jump out?" Chester remained unfazed, casually

miraculous offe had lost their life. Furthermore, Mr. Hale remained

Wed, Nov 27 Chapter 2005 Friendly Fire Meanwhile, Emmanuel donned the flight attendant's uniform, hoping to H deceive the assassins. However, as he hurried toward the cockpit, he found no sign of attackers. It seemed the

his astonishment, as he burst through the rear door of

in alarm, "Chester, watch out There's another ve assassin behind you!" Chester scoffed, unfazed by her warning. He casually used the dagger he had just seized as a throwing weapon, aiming