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."

the package and gestured

only one serving of

earlier, so I'm not hungry. The pasta

bite.

is delicious, the best pasta

replied, "I also think

taste.

they shared the

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

Manfred had quite a sweet tooth. The eight- inch cake, which she had only taken a slice of, was nearly

he admitted. "Yes, I do like

his cravings in front of Vivian. Afterward, he got up and walked over to the bedside. He retrieved a wooden box from beneath the bed and brought it to her.

This gold hairpin should

to keep accepting her generosity without

that he would do

Vivian opened the wooden box, a beautifully crafted gold hairpin

understanding of antiques, and she recognized the