Richest Mogul

Chapter 1911

It was a rare sight for Glen to witness Manfred standing up for a woman.

Although Glen couldn't see whether the woman was tall or short, slender or full- figured, the sheer determination in Manfred's tone was striking enough to take him

aback.

Alger nodded knowingly, his air of mystery thick. "As I suspected. Now I understand why no one else can see you. You likely don't belong to this world."

Vivian couldn't help but admit Alger had an uncanny knack for hitting the mark every time.

Vivian responded calmly, "You're right. I'm not from here. Meeting Manfred was purely by chance. But I assure you, I mean no harm to him. We're friends, and I would never hurt him."

Her words, now audible to Glen, did little to ease his doubt.

"Really?" Glen's years on the battlefield had taught him to trust cautiously, and suspicion lingered in his eyes.

his eyes. What did it

deceived Manfred, his demeanor suggested he'd gladly let her. If she asked for his heart, he'd carve it

was unyielding. If someone managed to stir it, Manfred would become unwaveringly loyal, ready to give everything for that

"She is the one I trust most in this

his unspoken thoughts. What did Manfred mean by that? Was he

them gathered in a room. Glen exchanged uneasy glances with Alger, still unsure if Vivian was a

that they'd all been drugged that

sense Glen's apprehension. For now, no amount of explanation would ease his suspicion. Only time would

as he witnessed a glass floated into

even in his youth, when imagination knew no bounds, Glen

she gave you?" Glen asked as he listened to

flickered with intrigue, his hand pausing slightly

books as well. I successfully became the head of the Atkinson family and managed to on secure my place

embarrassment as Manfred credited