Richest Mogul

Chapter 1944

Kemp was also a little puzzled. Manfred was indeed acting unusually today.

Over the years, his methods had grown even sharper and more ruthless, but his emotions rarely showed. Yet tonight, even the guards could sense his bad mood -proof that he had lost control of his emotions.

Was it because of all the deaths in Briarpatch? Because Quillan was truly inhuman?

But that didn't seem right.

After all, Manfred had always been unreadable-his joys and sorrows never showing on his face. And he wasn't the type to be affected by such things.

Having followed him for years, Kemp knew that the only person who could ever affect his mood... was Vivian.

Thinking back to those few days years ago, when Vivian had been by his side- Manfred's eyes had held warmth, even laughter.

But since then, Kemp had never seen that look again. He quickly pushed aside his thoughts and instructed the guards.

"Stop speculating. Stop asking. Do you really think we can figure out what's on Mr. Atkinson's mind? Stay alert and keep watch. Briarpatch is too chaotic-there could be assassins lurking nearby."

With that, he scanned the surroundings, constantly on guard.

The guards immediately dropped their speculation and focused. If an assassin appeared, it would be serious.

...

dark night, his surroundings as silent as

ahead, he

slowly toward him,

standing in stark contrast to the deathly stillness around her. It was as if her mere presence could drive away all the darkness clinging

realizing it, he asked, "Do

gaze. "There's...

looked again, just to be sure.

since the food distribution started yesterday, most of them had gathered near

could even finish speaking, the faint light in Manfred's eyes had already faded into

A hallucination-another one.

how many times his mind had played tricks

intersection ahead, he suddenly reined in his horse. Narrowing his

path before him, he asked, "Where does that road lead

if we go straight, pass two intersections,

for a moment before

immediately

government office's front gate, the crowd

night, most people had

awake, they only squinted briefly before

endless sea of displaced people with