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. He enjoyed everything that Vivian

delicious, the best pasta

also think this fettuccine

hadn't eaten anything today and was a bit hungry, he ate slowly, savoring the taste. He wanted to remember this flavor so that he

they shared the

time I come,

Manfred had quite a sweet tooth. The eight- inch cake,

flushed slightly as he

he got up and

You can exchange it for your local currency and use it to buy more things. This gold hairpin should be worth

didn't feel entitled to keep accepting her

promised himself that he would do

a

had a keen understanding of antiques, and she recognized the