Richest Mogul

Chapter 1941

"I guess... she must be his wife, right?"

"No, no! I heard Mr. Atkinson hasn't married yet."

"Even if she's not his wife, she must be someone he really likes. Look at her— she's breathtakingly beautiful! Mr. Atkinson is bound to like her."

Not far away, a few people were watching Mabel, chatting amongst themselves.

Their voices weren't low, and it was easy for Mabel to overhear.

Hearing those words, the corners of Mabel's lips lifted slightly-those comments were quite pleasant to the ears.

She had always been confident in her beauty. Otherwise, she wouldn't have believed that none of her brother's friends were worthy of her.

Meanwhile, a little distance away, Vivian-tired from walking-finally saw the government office ahead.

She let out a long sigh of relief. Finally!

She had been asking for directions along the way, but most people assumed she was heading to the government office to get food and kindly pointed her in the right direction.

and she had gotten lost several times. Estimating the time, she figured she had been walking for almost two

about to step forward, she overheard a

Someone Manfred liked?

but now that she looked carefully, she saw a woman standing in front of the

but she exuded a cold, proud demeanor. Manfred

tightness gripped Vivian's chest a feeling

then stepped forward. She knew that showing up unannounced again might bring trouble

her parents, and

she reached the entrance, the guards had yet to react, but Mabel walked

you're here for food, go wait over there. We distributed some an hour

standing on the steps, looked

but she was filthy, her face covered in dirt, her hair messy-a street

nove

the grime, were shockingly bright

eyes alone, one could tell-beneath

knit together slightly. She had never

a beggar, Mabel