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.

inwardly rolled his eyes. What did

let her. If she asked

unyielding. If someone managed to stir it, Manfred would

"She is the one I trust

nearly choked on his unspoken thoughts. What did Manfred mean by that? Was he really so untrustworthy? He should

of them gathered in a room. Glen exchanged uneasy glances with Alger, still

Glen more was the creeping suspicion that they'd all been drugged that this entire scenario was nothing

no amount of explanation would ease his suspicion. Only time would offer the proof

eyes widened as he witnessed a glass floated into

was so surreal that even in his youth, when imagination knew no bounds, Glen couldn't have envisioned

skills-did you learn them from those books she gave you?" Glen asked

hand pausing slightly

"Yes, and there were many other books as well. I successfully became the head of the Atkinson family and managed to on secure my place in court largely due to the

felt a flush of embarrassment as