Richest Mogul

Chapter 1804

Vivian said, "Alright, Mrs. Powell. I'll take good care of myself."

She made the promise with firm resolve.

Once the call ended, Janine, Steven, Charles, and Harvey all reached out, eager to join her on the trip. Though her parents had been absent for the past three years, the love and concern from her relatives kept her from feeling lonely or forgotten.

After finishing all the calls, she finally had a moment to take in her guest room. The inn had a unique charm to it.

A friend of hers stayed here last summer and recommended it to her. Based on Viola's advice, she decided to visit Dewhurst, as Viola had emphasized the importance of going there soon.

Vivian opened the window and looked out over the inn's spacious courtyard. The old-fashioned architecture, with its classic vibe, made her feel like she was stepping back in time, experiencing a brief illusion of the past.

"Once I find Mom and Dad, I'll bring them here to experience this too," she murmured.

Just as she was about to close the window, a figure emerged from behind a large tree. It was a young man-Manfred Atkinson-dressed in period attire.

slightly worn, with patches on the edges. Despite his ragged appearance, there was

had seen many people in period costumes during her travels to Dewhurst, Manfred's style was unique and impossible to

close the window, snowflakes began drifting down from the

Why is there snow?" she muttered, surprised by the sudden change

glanced at Manfred once more before quickly closing

an extra layer of clothing

such a special experience. After changing into her coat and

she was taken aback. The sky was still clear,

looked different from the one in

style with a small bridge and flowing water, but it didn't match the

was the one she was standing in now. She couldn't

feeling disoriented. "Was it just an illusion?"

room and changed back

brightly, and despite it being early autumn,

back to Manfred. If the vision had been an illusion,