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 for Manfred

noticed there was only one

so I'm not hungry. The

every bite. He

pasta I've ever

"I also think

savoring the taste. He wanted to remember this flavor so that he could make

they shared the

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

inch cake, which she had

he admitted. "Yes,

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

things. This gold hairpin should be worth quite a bit," Manfred said, not wanting Vivian to feel

keep accepting

would do more for her in the

a beautifully crafted gold hairpin caught

antiques, and she recognized the value of