Richest Mogul

Chapter 1909

Manfred smiled at Vivian and asked, "How about we go for a walk to help with digestion?"

Vivian nodded eagerly. "I need to walk off this fullness. I'm stuffed."

As soon as they stepped outside, curious glances followed them.

Manfred either didn't notice or didn't care. Vivian gave him a playful blink. "They probably think you're with a ghost again."

"Let them think what they want," he replied, indifferent to the whispers.

If being head of the Atkinson family meant keeping his distance from Vivian, the title held no meaning for him.

Vivian's eyes glinted with thought. "If I stay longer this time, maybe others will see me too. That might clear up some misunderstandings."

When Manfred heard that she might stay longer, his eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Really? You can stay longer?"

think so," Vivian replied, though uncertainty lingered in her voice. Last time, she managed only two or three days. This

for

paused, worried she might overthink it, then quickly added, "And we could visit some copper mirror stores outside the

Vivian's face lit up. "That sounds great. I'd love to see

as they strolled through the vast Atkinson residence, passing the occasional maid. Vivian would fall

a long walk around the mansion, Vivian began to feel

they approached their room. He grabbed Manfred's arm.

softly. "Grandpa, I'm perfectly

time he felt truly happy in over a year. And he

grandson. Manfred looked healthy

he

from mental

them, felt tears welling up. Thoughts of Janine and

hallucinations but unsure how without sounding too blunt or

Just then, Alger arrived.