Richest Mogul

Chapter 1826

Chapter 1826

Randall nearly fainted.

"Randall, quickly, send someone to fetch the doctor... now!" Zea's voice trembled with panic.

Over the years, she had cultivated a demeanor much like Randall's-composed, dignified, and always in control. But this time, she was utterly undone. For the first time, she felt completely helpless.

Randall's frown deepened as he took in the scene. "Calling the doctor at this hour? If this turns out to be nothing—" His words faltered when his eyes landed on Cyril lying on the bed.

Cyril's legs were covered in blood. He was bare from the waist down, and the horrific sight revealed the unimaginable—his manhood was gone, replaced by a gaping wound.

"Ah!"Randall's eyes widened in shock, the horror leaving him visibly rattled.

Cyril had lost all sense of reason, his screams piercing the night. "No! No! This is a nightmare! It has to be. A ghost-it's the ghost! It's her!"

cared about the ghostly

summon Dr. Herrera immediately! Now!" he

of night. Cyril's screams echoed relentlessly. In her panic, Zea lashed out at the maids, blaming them for failing to protect her son and allowing such

in the dimly lit storage shed, Manfred sat quietly in the shadows, listening to the chaos unfolding in the main house. The frantic cries and anguished wails

shed was stiflingly dark, but in Manfred's eyes, a flickering flame burned-bright, intense, and

only

silence had settled over the Atkinson residence. Elmer Herrera had rushed to

at midnight, but

His face was grim as he departed, muttering that

fix

beyond saving.

sending maids across the city to summon every renowned doctor

the truth-no matter how brilliant the doctors were, they couldn't restore what had been lost. The best they could

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