Richest Mogul

Chapter 1986

At that moment, everyone had sobered up.

They all knew what kind of man Manfred was.

After exchanging glances, they silently chose to leave. Only Sterling lagged behind.

Just as he reached the door, he grabbed a servant by the collar, his voice dark and low. "What's going on with Manfred? Has he been like this the past few days?"

Ever since Manfred fell into the water, they hadn't come to see him. No one had hosted any banquets either. Today was their first time visiting him since the accident.

But today's Manfred felt off.

At first glance, he seemed the same. Yet something was different.

He wasn't indulging in women the way he used to. He was still seeking women, but-

"Ever since Mr. Atkinson fell into the water, he's been different. He's been searching for the woman from the painting. But none of the women brought to him have satisfied him," the servant answered cautiously.

Sterling narrowed his eyes, deep in thought. But after a brief moment, he let go of the servant and followed the others out.

At the same time, Manfred returned to his chambers.

Without the debauched noise from earlier, his eyes regained some clarity.

Before long, the frightened young woman from before was brought before him once again.

His dark eyes were cold and sharp as he looked at her.

The girl could no longer hold out. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground, pressing her forehead tightly against the stone floor.

up." Manfred's voice was

the girl slowly lifted

glance, then quickly averted

the servant at the door, "Take her away. Settle her

it clear-she wouldn't be sent to the

realized that Manfred didn't seem as twisted as the rumors claimed. As she was led

the door was closed, silence fell over

the soft couch. The moment he closed his eyes, a

blurry figure of a young woman standing before him, telling him to take care of himself. This vision had

Sometimes, there were other

a battlefield

overnet

wind. Him,

soldiers in defense of their

Śwnovel

dream. In that dream, everyone

that young woman called him

of dream

begun to

version of

one

be

and

who

one

lived might be the

felt disgusted by the

had built