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.

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

the two women pushed the door

after closing it, so

feeling unwell and in discomfort. Let us help you. You won't feel so

so warm right now. Let us ease your suffering. We'll make you feel so comfortable tonight, you'll never want it

they spoke, they began to undress, baring their smooth shoulders and

suddenly

seemed to see Manfred

she cried out anxiously. Her own voice

still dreaming. But the cold sweat soaking her back

deep breath, she

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

real as if she had been

she prepared to get up for a drink of water, the bracelet on her

glow faintly, emitting

felt before when

in her heart

Wait for me!" She closed her eyes

icy