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."

remember me, but at the same time,

soul traveled into another body? If so, did that mean the

did

was frowning in front of him, and his heart

Do you remember where we first met?" Vivian asked, trying

Manfred had somehow transmigrated his soul here, then

perhaps it wasn't transmigration but physical

her was clearly

then, there was something else. There was a

features that she

before. o

Swe

seen

thoughts flashed back to the woman

you fall into Manfred's hands, you won't last a day.

her spine-a sense of danger-and something far more

was an evil presence around him. Something

heart, making him

.

and

against his temple. The pain in his head slowly

Vivian

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

His voice softened-almost pleading.

barely responded. "Okay." But