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."

me,

was going on? Had his soul traveled into another body? If so, did that mean the original Manfred was

case, then why did

looked at Vivian, who was frowning in front of him, and his heart sank slightly. Almost without thinking, he blurted out, "I

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

she suspected and Manfred had somehow transmigrated his soul here, then did that mean

it wasn't transmigration but physical time

the Manfred before her was clearly a few

was something else. There was

features that

before. o

Swe

seen

the woman in the

you won't last a day. He won't even

chill ran down her spine-a sense of danger-and something

was an evil presence around him. Something

making him

.

and

temple. The

Vivian was staring at

strange, unexplainable fear. "Don't be afraid

His voice softened-almost pleading.

barely responded. "Okay." But