Richest Mogul

Chapter 1928

The heat seared against Vivian's wrist like a scorching iron.

She jolted awake from a dream in which she had been reunited with Joe and Skylar, the sharp pain cutting through the fleeting bliss. But the moment her eyes snapped open, the bracelet returned to its usual inert state.

It was baffling. She couldn't make sense of it no matter how hard she tried. Eventually, she decided to push her thoughts aside.

Stepping out of the room, she spotted Kemp waiting nearby.

Upon seeing her, Kemp immediately approached. "Ms. Martin, Mr. Atkinson is downstairs. He's waiting for breakfast and has had the innkeeper prepare your favorite sandwiches."

He was surprised by Manfred's thoughtfulness. Whenever it came to her, his attentiveness was almost unmatched.

The mention of sandwiches lifted her spirits. Hunger stirred, urging her downstairs.

noticed her approach, his concern visibly easing when he saw her looking lively. "The innkeeper says breakfast will

delicious they will be," Vivian replied as her stomach

in sleep and drowsiness. Now, hunger gnawed at her with

the room, her thoughts drifted to Edgar and Janine. Their cooking had always been exceptional, effortlessly crafting meals she loved. Memories of her modern-day family,

watched her eat, assuming her quiet focus was due to sheer hunger. But beneath her calm exterior, Vivian wrestled with lingering emotions. She quickly adjusted, masking her thoughts. After eating enough to

we should

hadn't planned on rushing. He had hoped to show her around the town, certain she'd find

But urgent news

plans. Time was now a luxury they couldn't

innkeeper to pack a few sandwiches for us. We can eat them if we get

just one sandwich, Vivian felt slightly nauseous. Perhaps it was from eating too quickly on

to fetch the innkeeper. About 15 minutes later, they were back in the