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 to sit

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

earlier, so I'm not hungry. The pasta for

eating, savoring every bite.

best pasta I've ever had," Manfred

"I also think this

a bit hungry, he ate slowly, savoring the taste. He wanted to remember this flavor so that he could make it for Vivian in

they shared

Next time I come, I'll bring

inch cake, which

he admitted. "Yes, I do like

of Vivian. Afterward, he got up and walked over to the bedside. He retrieved a

currency and use it to buy more things. This gold hairpin should be worth quite a bit," Manfred

entitled to keep accepting her generosity

himself that he would do more for her

the wooden box, a beautifully crafted gold hairpin caught

keen understanding of antiques, and