Richest Mogul

Chapter 1910

Vivian was stunned.

Previously, Alger couldn't see her, but now, he could.

She immediately strode over, meeting his gaze without hesitation. "Of course, I'm human. If I were a ghost, you'd have banished me with a talisman by now," she said, her tone light, unbothered by Alger's scrutiny.

She found the old man rather amusing than intimidating.

Manfred quickly stepped forward, placing himself protectively in front of her, his expression icy as he glared at Alger.

Glen stared in disbelief, swallowing hard several times before managing to speak calmly. "Alger, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'human or ghost'?

"Did you see something? Didn't you say that Manfred was suffering from a mental illness and was only talking to an imaginary person?"

darted around, narrowing as he strained to

had been standing nearby, were equally shocked. Hearing Alger question whether

steadying himself. Despite his years and knowledge, the world always found new ways to surprise

him wasn't a ghost. There is no

have everyone

to stay, to unravel the mystery. But

out, line

eavesdrop from

just

it. What scared you? More importantly, is it a human or a ghost? Woman

his failing eyesight. A decade

the mention of a ghost. His voice was

promise you, I'm as real as they come-flesh and blood, not some wandering spirit," Vivian