Richest Mogul

Chapter 1819

Fortunately, Jamie had always been sincere with his family.

At that moment, the bracelet on Vivian's wrist began to glow faintly, its warmth seeping into her skin. She furrowed her brows, her thoughts immediately turning to Manfred. They had seen each other just days before, and the bracelet never activated without reason.

"Uncle Harvey, I need to use the restroom. My stomach hurts," she said, immediately stopping Harvey.

Harvey glanced at her, concerned, and immediately pulled the car over. "A stomach ache? There's a hospital nearby. Should we stop there?"

Vivian shook her head, clutching her stomach with a pained expression. "No need for that. I think it's just the ice cream I had earlier. It upset my stomach, but I'll feel better after using the restroom. There's a public restroom over there. I'll be quick. Don't worry."

Noticing her urgency, Harvey gave a quick nod. "Alright, go ahead. I can't stay parked here for long. I'll find another spot."

"Okay!"

As soon as she stepped out of the car, Vivian made her way toward the subway station. Once inside the restroom, she vanished.

When she reappeared, the world around her was shrouded in darkness. The air was thick with the pungent scent of blood, sharp and unmistakable. This wasn't Manfred's place.

out her phone and turned on the flashlight. The faint beam revealed a pile of wood

person's back was marred with whip marks, the wounds raw and oozing. The strong scent of blood came from

needed her help-someone new-but a wave of confusion overwhelmed her. How had she come to

stepped closer, her light falling on the man's

"Manfred!"

him. She couldn't believe he was so gravely injured and confined to

resembled a

often used for

era. Her mind

ac

Manfred have endured

these past few days?

the time to dwell. His injuries were too serious, and

nothing but cold and

still wore the same ragged clothes from before, now stained with blood, a grim testament to the