Richest Mogul

Chapter 1908

Vivian had brought a gift for Manfred—a beautifully crafted emerald pendant. She immediately began rummaging through her bag to find it.

She had bought it a while ago but had forgotten to give it to him during her last visit. It had remained tucked away, waiting for the right moment. Now, with the pendant in her possession and Manfred before her, it felt like the perfect time.

Of course, now that Manfred had become the head of the Atkinson family, he could have anything he desired, and there was nothing he truly lacked.

However, when she first saw this emerald pendant, Vivian felt it was perfect for him. The emerald was pure and smooth, and its soft glow would undoubtedly add to his refined and handsome image.

Manfred had always been someone of remarkable charm and elegance.

"Do you like it?" Vivian watched Manfred with some anticipation, waiting for his reaction.

"I do," Manfred replied, his eyes filled with surprise and appreciation. The emerald pendant felt like an irreplaceable treasure to him.

Vivian saw how much Manfred liked the emerald pendant, and she eagerly explained why she had chosen it. "I honestly believe no one could wear this pendant better than you. On you, it shines with effortless grace, like it was made just for you. Anyone else would only diminish its charm."

"Look here," she added, pointing to a tiny engraving along the edge, "I had a small symbol carved—a charm for your safety, my blessing to you. Manfred, I hope you find everything you desire in life and remain safe, always."

gaze, seeing the genuine emotion and the spark within. A silent vow formed in his heart. "She's the only one for me. Even fleeting glimpses of her are treasures

Only her.

carriage soon arrived at the Atkinson residence. Baz brought it to a smooth halt, and Manfred stepped

his expectant gaze, she found herself unable to refuse. Slipping her hand into his, she stepped

wide-eyed glances, their surprise thinly veiled. It wasn't hard to guess what

would whisper that Manfred was haunted once again

crossed the threshold

a lavish

who had just

of panic. He arched his brow. "What's going on? Why the

It's Mr. Atkinson... He's acting like he did before. Could

There are no ghosts here! Have you ever seen one? Stop

dismissed her fears,

Alger had warned that

whether Manfred had truly

he