Richest Mogul

Chapter 1840

"Who could that be? It's still early, and someone's already gone to sleep and started having nightmares?" Vivian asked, puzzled.

"Cyril," Manfred replied in a calm, detached tone.

"Oh, it's him," Vivian said, immediately losing interest.

"Yes."

Then, Vivian said her goodbyes and left. She had already stayed quite a while this time.

The grilled meat was genuinely delicious, and her conversation with Manfred had been enjoyable. He was curious about her world, and she had to explain it in ways he could understand.

Most of the time, Manfred simply listened.

Vivian knew why Manfred didn't talk much about his own experiences. To him, most of his memories were painful especially the last few years, when he had been confined and subjected to all kinds of mistreatment.

didn't want to relive

stood in a daze for a while. His gaze shifted to the two bags on the ground, filled with items that reflected Vivian's care for

she cared about

smile appeared on

the two bags and hid them

to

he didn't continue

learned what he needed

the strategy books and absorb their wisdom as quickly as possible. For now, no one

himself in his studies, Cyril's anguished screams

entire household had been on edge for days. No one dared to laugh or even make a sound for fear of

of that, one disaster

had been rendered a cripple, unable to function as

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