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."

not right. You remember me,

another body? If so, did that mean

were the case, then why did this Manfred look

and his heart sank slightly. Almost without thinking, he blurted out,

remember where we first met?" Vivian asked, trying to confirm. Her mind was filled

soul here,

it wasn't transmigration

her was

there was something else. There was a coldness

features that she had

before. o

Swe

seen

flashed back to the woman in the

last

sense of danger-and something far

was an evil presence around him.

heart, making him

.

and

against his temple. The pain in

up again, Vivian was

panicked. It was a strange, unexplainable fear. "Don't

His voice softened-almost pleading.

"Okay." But