Richest Mogul

Chapter 1825

The moment Vivian vanished, Manfred's smile disappeared, swiftly giving way to a dark, foreboding presence.

He had completely abandoned any hope for his so-called father. Perhaps this was for the best-there would be no need to hold back when the time came.

That night, the Atkinson residence fell into an eerie stillness. Almost everyone had drifted into sleep.

Then, a blood-curdling scream shattered the silence, echoing from Cyril's room. It was so intense that it roused everyone in the house. The horrifying scream reverberated through the halls, waking even the deepest sleepers.

Instantly, everyone rushed toward Cyril's room, including Randall and Zea.

This was no ordinary noise. The scream was full of agony, not the kind one would expect from a man in his room with a woman-it was far worse. And with each passing moment, the screams grew louder, more desperate.

The terrifying sound paralyzed everyone with fear.

Could it be... Could it be a ghost haunting him? The maids have been whispering about a female ghost haunting our mansion," Zea

mansion might be true. Cyril was her only support; if something happened to him, everything she had would

rare, peaceful night's sleep when the

maids being foolish. How could you

gnawed at her. The maids had all been whispering about a female ghost, and even Cyril had claimed to have heard her

ghost had

was on his way to Vlario. Once he arrived, no matter what spirit it was, it would

existence.

moved toward Cyril's room, Zea's mind raced

She thought, "Please, Cyril, don't let this scare you into

Cyril's room, the first thing that hit them was a pungent smell of urine, followed by a thick,

frozen, too terrified to move, standing at