Richest Mogul

Chapter 1817

Chapter 1817

Vivian blinked in surprise. They could hear her voice.

Her gaze dropped to the bracelet on her wrist. Earlier, in her anger, it had flickered faintly.

The bracelet, a gift from Manfred, had always felt peculiar. There was an unexplainable connection, as though it responded to her emotions. She suspected that if she wanted people to hear her, they would-and if she didn't, they wouldn't.

A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of making them see her one day, just as Manfred did.

Just then, she heard a voice calling her from behind.

"Ms. Martin."

Manfred's tone carried a trace of joy.

She quickly shook off her thoughts and turned. Manfred stood behind her, his expression calm, though his sharp eyes briefly darted over her shoulder before narrowing with a chilling intensity.

Were you resting?" she asked,

nodded. "I just made some lemon tea.

brought you

the lemon tea. The leaves were from Galaxy Villa, which she had brought the last time she

coffee to preferring tea. Consequently, their home was stocked with various teas, and Vivian gradually developed an appreciation for it

tea

is great. You've brewed it perfectly," Vivian said, narrowing her eyes in

up Manfred's ears. "It's the

an art. The temperature and the timing make all the difference. I like how you do it," Vivian praised,

Manfred's expression softened at

The life he had been leading over the past few years was scarcely better than that of

made plenty. Take your time

thirsty,

They probably won't bother you for a while," she said, recalling the tattered blanket and spoiled food. Those

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