Richest Mogul

Chapter 1835

Zea asked, "Then what about Cyril?"

Randall had finally regained his composure and began to think more rationally about the situation. "It probably wasn't the work of some female ghosts or Manfred. He's locked up in the storage shed, hasn't eaten a single piece of bread, and is so weak from hunger that he couldn't have harmed Cyril. This was likely the work of someone. Someone must have hired them to break in."

Zea nodded repeatedly, finding it reasonable.

Randall continued, "We cannot let this matter become public."

"But if we don't investigate further, won't that be unfair to Cyril? He's our only son,"

Zea said, her voice trembling as she thought of her son now rendered useless.

Her anger flared. Her son had been reduced to a helpless state while that wretched woman's son still thrived.

Randall sighed deeply. This was a heavy blow for him as well. "From now on, we'll tell everyone that Cyril is ill and needs to rest and recuperate."

realizing that Cyril, the supposed heir to the Atkinson

if he did go out, people would just mock him. We

I feel like this has something to do with Manfred. Do you think he found

storage shed, was under constant surveillance. He had been trapped there for days, only

years and doesn't have the means to do anything. Even if he resented Cyril, all he could do was harbor ill

he was somehow connected to those female ghosts, what could they do? All they can do is scare people," Randall said. He was

Cyril can no longer have children, will you make Manfred the heir

much about it. Go and check Cyril and encourage him to regain his strength," Randall said, avoiding her gaze. He stood up and walked

Zea bit her lip.

then turned back to glance at her, letting out a long

darkening with each passing moment. She had served Randall with all her

if Cyril could never have children, she still had

Manfred could dream all he wanted-he would never take

...

something when she got