Richest Mogul

Chapter 1812

Vivian finished speaking and suddenly realized she had been talking the entire time. She stopped asking questions and simply looked up at the slender young man in front of her. She had to admit that Manfred was undeniably handsome.

Though his complexion was a bit pale, and he seemed a little too thin, she thought that if he gained a few pounds, he would be even more striking.

Manfred blushed, unaccustomed to being looked at like this. No one had ever regarded him with such admiration before. It was a first.

In Vivian's gaze, it was as if there were countless stars shining, a brilliance that unexpectedly pierced through his heart.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Vivian smiled warmly. "Because you're so handsome."

Manfred's face flushed deeper, his ears burning with embarrassment.

"What's your name?" he asked.

third visit, and she had never introduced herself. "I'm Vivian Martin," she said with a

"Ms. Martin."

"Have you thought of anything else you might need?"

to speak. There were things

be shy about asking," Vivian added, sensing that Manfred might be

at her for a moment, thinking, "Return

was only right. He silently promised to repay her in whatever way

brief pause, he said firmly, "I need tools for

rest, he would have to handle

for you and return in a couple of

for me here," Manfred said quickly before

waited in the yard, her eyes scanning her surroundings. The mansion was large, and faint sounds of activity could be heard

into his situation,

she could sense that Manfred's circumstances