Richest Mogul

Chapter 1873

Vivian suddenly saw a man.

The man stood tall, his presence cold and commanding. Although she could only see his back, an undeniable aura made her hold her breath, a pressure that could almost be felt.

The figure was somewhat unfamiliar but also strangely familiar.

But for some reason, a sense of loneliness emanated from his back, a deep solitude that made her heart ache. She paused for a moment, then stepped forward.

As she got closer to his back, it felt as though an invisible barrier was separating them, preventing her from getting any closer. Then, she fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, outside her blanket, the bracelet on her wrist faintly glowed. Just as Harvey came in to check her temperature, he almost dropped the infrared thermometer in his hand.

His eyes widened as he stared at the glowing bracelet on Vivian's wrist.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought there was something wrong with his vision. It was just too surreal.

tried to grab his phone to

hesitated but ultimately decided not to

of reality. But he remembered what Skylar had told them a few years ago—that she and Joe would face a great trial, and so

disappearance, the mysterious tree, and the copper mirror Vivian mentioned earlier

until tomorrow when Vivian woke up and asked her if she had experienced

a small, dilapidated storage shed, the

the corner among the straw,

shed was drafty, with the cold wind seeping through every crack. The straw they used to insulate themselves was just as cold, offering no

can give us a blanket or at least some food!" Cyril was already emaciated,

the prestigious Atkinson family had lost all his dignity. He would do anything for a bite to

beg

longer. In a couple of days, he'll surely send food and a blanket," Zea said, her

all her past deeds had been exposed, and Manfred had