Richest Mogul

Chapter 1919

Vivian agreed, "Alright."

The next morning, after breakfast, Manfred took Vivian to Holland Residence.

Glen had been informed ahead of time that Manfred would be bringing Vivian along. Though Glen knew little about her, Alger's glowing praises had left an impression. After all those compliments, Glen couldn't help but view her favorably.

Originally, Alger had scheduled a ceremonial ritual for a wealthy patron offering 5,000 dollars. But upon hearing Vivian would visit, he canceled it without hesitation. He'd been eagerly awaiting her, passing the time with a book in hand.

Glen watched Alger with mild amusement. Seeing him so absorbed brought a wave of nostalgia, a glimpse of decades past when they were just boys.

Back then, Alger was a small, curious child with an insatiable interest in metaphysics. Over time, Alger built a vast network of disciples, though none likely imagined their mentor would one day take on a mentor himself.

Of course, this wasn't the main point. The true significance was the special connection this mentor shared with Manfred, a fact that filled Glen with pride.

"Is this really necessary? Studying those books so intensely won't make much difference now," Glen remarked casually, his relaxed tone contrasting Alger's focused demeanor.

wouldn't understand. Your brain's never been sharp enough for this kind of thing. People who prefer swords

his forte; swords and weapons were more his style. But as the years passed, he had picked

said, "What you read and what

around, eager to spot Vivian, but Alger noticed her first, his face lighting

shift the mood, he spoke up,

to the point. "Mr. Marshman,

there was a hint of tension in his demeanor. He couldn't afford to falter in front

realized

being completely ignored. Even

frustrating was the fact that

Alger. Vivian's words remained inaudible to him,

Manfred walked over to

"Grandpa," Manfred greeted politely.

now engrossed in a lively