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

noticed there was only one

not hungry. The pasta for you,"

slowly eating, savoring every bite.

the best pasta I've ever had,"

think

slowly, savoring the taste. He wanted

they shared the

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

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

as he admitted. "Yes, I do like

up and walked over to the bedside. He retrieved a wooden box from

You can exchange it for 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 was the

entitled to keep accepting

that he would do more

the wooden box, a beautifully crafted gold hairpin caught her

and she recognized the value of the piece