Richest Mogul

Chapter 1833

Manfred's gaze remained cold as he looked at Randall and Zea, both

unconscious. His expression remained unreadable. Yet, the weariness in his eyes seemed to reflect a world of sorrow, evoking a sudden pang of sympathy in

Vivian.

She moved closer to him, her voice soft. "I've taken care of them for you. They'll be bedridden for days after the scare I gave them."

At her words, Manfred's eyes shifted. He smiled warmly at Vivian.

The maids, who had been slow to react, now panicked as they realized the situation. "Mr. Randall! Mrs. Atkinson!"

"Hurry! Call the doctor!"

"Quickly!"

Amid the chaos, Manfred took Vivian's hand and led her away. They then returned to his modest, secluded courtyard.

"This is the cake I told you about, the one I love the most. And this pasta is still hot; it has just been cooked. Try the pasta first, and then we'll eat the cake together."

opened the package and gestured for Manfred

noticed there was only one serving of pasta. "Aren't you

so I'm not hungry. The pasta

replied, slowly eating, savoring every bite.

is delicious, the best pasta I've ever had,"

think this fettuccine Alfredo

Manfred hadn't eaten anything today and was a bit hungry, he ate slowly, savoring the taste. He

they shared the

too. Next time I come, I'll bring you all kinds

eight- inch cake, which she

slightly as he admitted. "Yes, I do like

Afterward, he got up and walked over to the bedside. He retrieved a wooden box from beneath the bed and brought it

your local currency and use it to buy more things. This gold hairpin should be worth quite a bit," Manfred said, not wanting Vivian to feel like she

keep

return. He promised himself that he would do more for her in the

opened the wooden box, a beautifully crafted

a keen understanding of antiques, and she