Richest Mogul

Chapter 1846

"Vivian..."

The moment Manfred opened the door, his gaze landed on the singing women outside. He murmured the name "Vivian" softly, his vision blurred and unfocused.

In his haze, the women before him seemed to transform into Vivian.

"Is Mr. Manfred fond of the name Vivian? Then I shall call myself Vivian from now on," said the woman in purple.

Not to be outdone, the woman in yellow added, "Mr. Manfred, why not grant me a name as well?"

As Manfred stared at the two women, the redness in his eyes gradually faded, clarity returning to his gaze. "Who are you?"

"It's so cold outside. Would you allow us to come in and explain, Mr. Manfred?" the woman in purple said sweetly.

The woman in yellow chimed in with a soft, delicate voice, "I feel like I'm freezing. Please take pity on us, Mr. Manfred, and let us inside."

Their voices, tender and beguiling, seemed to carry hooks with every word, the kind that would make any ordinary man surrender without resistance.

They could charm their way into someone's heart.

But Manfred slammed the door shut.

way back to the table and drained the entire teapot of cold tea. Still, the fire raging within him refused to

pushed the

hadn't locked the door after closing it,

you're feeling unwell and in discomfort. Let us

feel so warm right now. Let us ease your suffering. We'll

they began to undress, baring their smooth shoulders and slender

know when she had fallen asleep, but she woke suddenly in

dream, she seemed to see Manfred being tormented-suffering

anxiously. Her own

unsure if she was still dreaming. But the cold sweat soaking her back and dampening her sleepwear told

she tried to calm

dream, Manfred had been whipped, humiliated, and tormented, leaving her furious, wanting to teach his

as if she

up for a drink

glow faintly,

sensation she had felt before when

unease in

something have happened to you? Wait for me!" She closed her eyes tightly

she opened her eyes again, an icy wind hit her, chilling