Richest Mogul

Chapter 1991

Manfred's cold eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept toward the hand clutching his arm.

That hand-slender, fair and beautiful, was the most beautiful hand he had ever

seen.

Then, a sudden thought crossed his mind. Such a beautiful hand... It should be cut off.

But just as quickly as it came, it was crushed.

Another voice echoed in his head, stronger, darker-"I dare anyone to lay a single finger on her!"

The killing intent in that voice was overwhelming.

One command and the first thought was utterly erased.

Manfred frowned. "What do you mean by that? I've always been here."

As the words left his lips, his headache grew even worse.

Vivian froze. "Are... Are you really Manfred?"

A bizarre, absurd feeling rose inside her. The man before her was Manfred. And at the same time-not Manfred.

He was familiar. Yet, in some moments, he felt like a complete stranger.

Manfred's gaze darkened. The words left his mouth before he could even think. "I am."

You remember me, but

another body? If so, did that mean the original Manfred

did this Manfred look younger than the one

of him, and his heart sank slightly. Almost

met?" Vivian asked, trying to

soul here, then did that mean he

perhaps it wasn't

her was clearly a few years

then, there was something else. There was

that she had

before. o

Swe

seen

thoughts flashed back to the woman

into Manfred's hands, you won't last a

down her spine-a sense of danger-and something

was an evil presence around him. Something

making him

.

and

his temple. The pain in his head

Vivian was staring

a strange, unexplainable fear. "Don't be afraid

His voice softened-almost pleading.

responded. "Okay." But she didn't