Richest Mogul

Chapter 1831

Manfred abruptly turned to look at Vivian.

Their eyes met.

By now, Vivian had pieced together the situation. The middle-aged couple in front of her must be Manfred's parents.

It seemed that something terrible had befallen Cyril, and they were blaming Manfred, trying to force him into a confession. They even dragged ghosts into their accusations.

As Vivian's indignation on Manfred's behalf grew, he unexpectedly turned to look at her.

Her face brightened instantly, and she walked over, her voice soft. "I brought the cake and the pasta we talked about last time."

Manfred's gaze softened as he looked at the bag she carried.

Randall's and Zea's spines. They couldn't recall ever seeing Manfred smile like that. Yet now, after a brief glance at a particular spot, he turned and smiled at an empty chair. The smile was

Are you seeing something-a ghost? Is it that female ghost Cyril

asking, she wasn't entirely convinced. If there truly had been a ghost haunting Manfred all these years, she should have been scared out of her wits long ago, not free to torment him as

to happen around him. She wondered how he could have survived all

you really see ghosts? Is that the female ghost the maids spoke of? Who is she, exactly?" Randall demanded, his

from him since childhood. Unlike Cyril, who always tried to please him, Manfred had grown even more estranged after

of their voices, Manfred turned his gaze toward them. The tenderness and smile he had shown to

female ghost," Manfred said in

was an angel who had descended from the heavens, while Manfred was the true "ghost", a ghost consumed with thoughts of how to end

you say there's

Cyril get hurt? The mansion has guards,

could Cyril have been injured?" Randall O

only Manfred had a reason to harm Cyril. Randall knew well that