Richest Mogul

Chapter 1917

Vivian showered Manfred with praise, her words flowing without hesitation. "You're incredible, Manfred. When I first read this book, I lacked the patience to grasp it fully. I mostly relied on intuition. But you after just one explanation, you understood it perfectly. You're the most talented person I've ever met."

Flattered by the praise, Manfred couldn't help but feel a bit proud, though he humbly replied, "I'm not as exceptional as you say."

"If I say you're amazing, then you are!" Vivian replied, her tone sincere. She wasn't trying to flatter him; she genuinely recognized his talent.

Manfred chuckled softly. "Alright, if you insist, I must be."

He had been staying up late for several nights, determined to finish the book. Deep down, he thought her praise might just be the motivation he needed to push even harder.

Outside the study, Kemp stood guard, overhearing Manfred's self-talk and occasional laughter. He kept a straight face, unfazed by the peculiar sounds.

Alger had once said that the woman around Manfred wasn't just ordinary; she possessed knowledge vast enough to be considered celestial beings, capable of teaching even him.

Manfred's attention quite like Vivian.

Mr. Crispin, Mr. Vernon, and Princess Bonnie have arrived. They wish to meet Mr. Atkinson. Is

Please wait a moment. I'll check

else, Kemp would have dismissed them outright, especially after visiting Holland

out to Manfred, "Mr. Atkinson, Mr. Crispin, Mr. Vernon, and Princess Bonnie

"Tell them I'm

was surprised. "You don't want to see Princess

her," Manfred replied seriously, his words

he not feared startling Vivian, he might have confessed he didn't want to meet anyone but her. Every moment with Vivian felt precious, and meeting others

nodded. "I'll continue

the clothes. That way, when we leave Vlario

"Thanks, Manfred," Vivian replied.