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.

could mentor Alger was extraordinary. Yet, it was clear that no one held Manfred's attention quite like Vivian.

Mr. Crispin, Mr. Vernon, and Princess Bonnie have arrived. They

I'll check with

it been anyone else, Kemp would have dismissed them outright, especially after visiting Holland Residence that morning to ask Alger not to come.

Mr. Crispin,

darkened slightly upon hearing his words. "Tell them I'm feeling unwell today. I'll meet with

don't want to see

her," Manfred

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

"I'll continue

these two pages, I'll take you to pick some fabric so the tailor can make the clothes. That way, when we leave Vlario in a few

"Thanks, Manfred," Vivian replied.