Richest Mogul

Chapter 1901

Alger's mouth twitched. Glen had been shameless his entire life, from youth to old age. Now, with a veneer of respectability for the public, he was still the same in

private.

Fortunately, Alger wasn't one to hold grudges. He'd tolerated it and remained his friend.

Rolling his eyes, Alger muttered, "He's better now, but don't forget, he's cursed to be alone. Changing that in this lifetime? Nearly impossible."

Glen's expression darkened. "I asked you to find a solution a month ago. A month has passed, and with all your expertise, you still haven't figured out how to change his fate?"

Alger's lips twitched again. "But haven't you also failed to find someone whose horoscope matches his?"

Glen's frustration simmered. "I didn't expect it to be this hard. Vlario has plenty of young women of the right age, yet none match. My granddaughters are gentle and virtuous, and they are perfect for Manfred. But their horoscopes don't align. Can't you find a way for one to marry him without her being harmed?"

Alger stroked his beard, speechless. "There's no perfect solution. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Glen's eyes lit up, sensing that Alger might have an answer.

There's nothing

ailments, and you're tired? Stop speaking in riddles. You're as

given Alger a piece of his mind-or more. Damn it, this so-called master couldn't even

walked away, deep in thought, his expression somber. Glen, watching him

he won't say, there's a reason. But poor Manfred. Why must he suffer like

sadness settling

ever worried, kept reminding her to take care of herself during the

Vivian seemed distracted the

to find Manfred. However, her phone had been buzzing incessantly

that it was just a group chat notification

announcements, she breathedelne

There wasn't anything of urgent she needed to

down, Hadwin called. She answered as she climbed the stairs. "What do you

alone right p t now doesn't seem like a good idea. Do you

dismissed the idea

Vivian dismissed