Richest Mogul

Chapter 1947

"For me, it's only been three days since I left last time," Vivian explained.

To her, it had been a mere three days. But to Manfred, it had been three years.

"Did you fall ill again after you went back?" Manfred asked, nodding slightly as he studied her every expression.

He was afraid—afraid that after three years, she might find him disappointing.

If he had known he would see her in Briarpatch, he would have rested more on the journey from Vlario. He wouldn't have let himself look this exhausted.

He hadn't slept since yesterday, so he probably looked even worse now.

"I slept for three days and three nights."

"Three days and three nights?" Manfred frowned. "That still sounds like an illness."

Vivian shook her head. "Not an illness. Just weakness. As long as I keep up with my nutrition, I'll be fine. Don't worry.

"This time, before I came, Uncle Howard prepared some medicine for me. As long as I take it on time, I won't suddenly disappear again like last time."

But Manfred still wasn't reassured. "Let me check your pulse."

carried an undeniable authority, leaving

obediently

medicine. He read countless medical texts and even consulted renowned physicians from all over the country-all to

her pulse had been

countless nights wondering-was she able to recover in

have been able

was a fear that

a time, he even feared he

she was here

eyes as he carefully checked

handsome with time. His features had become sharper, more defined—even more striking

Vivian started feeling nervous. Was something wrong

in the modern

be

go of

Did you take the medicine your Uncle Howard prepared for you today?" he asked

realized. "I didn't

There were too many people around,

might

it