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.

and tried to grab his phone to record it, the glow had already

hesitated but ultimately decided not to wake

what Skylar had told them a few years ago—that she and

Skylar and Joe's disappearance, the mysterious tree, and the copper mirror Vivian mentioned earlier had

up and asked her if she had experienced anything similar with the bracelet

dilapidated storage shed, the wind

the corner among the straw, trying to use it to shield themselves from

the cold wind seeping through every crack. The straw they

for help? Maybe he can give us a blanket or at

hardship, the once proud scion of the prestigious Atkinson family had lost all his dignity. He would do anything for a bite to

useless to beg him! Just

of days, he'll surely send food and a blanket," Zea said, her voice lacking the authority

ago, all her past deeds