Richest Mogul

Chapter 1858

Manfred got out of bed after Kemp left.

He walked to the window and pushed it open. A gust of frigid night air hit him, clearing his mind even further.

It also sharpened his awareness of who he truly was—a man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals and someone who wouldn't hesitate to use ruthless methods.

The Atkinsons had created a hell for him, and he would ensure every one of them paid dearly. If they wanted him to experience torment, he would show them what his version of torment looked like.

As his eyes burned with intense hatred, a figure suddenly emerged in his thoughts -Vivian, the one person who brought light and warmth into his dark world.

A wave of unease washed over him.

He wondered if she would despise him upon discovering the depths of his darkness. Maybe she would even leave him.

He couldn't let her know. As for this place, he couldn't leave. He wasn't certain that leaving would mean losing the chance to see her again, and he couldn't take that risk.

That night, Manfred couldn't find peace.

had already found a way to bring those people to justice. Now, things were simpler. He

who never denied himself any

he appeared loyal to Zea.

the mansion whenever one caught his

in tune with Randall. She knew

past few days, Randall had been unwell, his body weakened by constant stomach issues. It was the only reason he had been

a maid with a pleasing appearance to his room, two strikingly beautiful women

moment they stepped closer to his bed, Randall felt

with the sounds of indulgence, an unrelenting rhythm that echoed through the

heard it would

naturally

the same bedroom, their bedrooms were in adjoining

mansion. While they occasionallet

of the time, they maintained

from one could easily be heard in the

a woman of a forgiving nature. Awoken by the noise, her face darkened with anger, her jaw clenched in