Richest Mogul

Chapter 1992

Soon, they arrived back at the estate.

As they stepped out of the carriage, Manfred suddenly spoke. "Keep the cloak on. Come into my arms."

Before Vivian could react, he had already pulled her in.

The cloak was large, completely enveloping her. Pressed against Manfred's chest, her face was completely hidden.

She then followed him into a grand, opulent estate like this.

Along the way, the sound of people dropping to their knees echoed in her ears.

Everyone bowed with the utmost reverence. "Greetings, Mr. Atkinson."

Her mind was in turmoil. She didn't know how to deal with this situation yet.

First, she needed to confirm his identity. Was he really the Manfred she knew? Then, she would decide her next move.

If he planned to kill her, she wouldn't go down without a fight. But she was also intrigued by the negative energy lingering around him.

Whatever it was-it wasn't ordinary. The moment she stepped into this estate, she could feel that overwhelming evil aura.

It was a presence that could corrode the mind and turn those staying in the house into nothing more than a bloodthirsty husk.

away one's humanity until the only

held her close, she couldn't see the reactions around them.

household had ever seen Manfred protect a woman.

of it left everyone in shock.

endless. By the time they finally stopped, Vivian

was already warm. But being wrapped so tightly in Manfred's arms was like

She was burning up.

arrived at a room. As soon as they stepped inside,

Vivian's brows furrowed.

Manfred let go of

did was throw off

the room. It was lavish and extravagant. It was totally fit

shot through his head again. He reached up and

studied him

detail-this Manfred was identical to the one she knew. And yet, he didn't O remember anything about

he

to do with the incense?" she

froze. His gaze followed hers to the

smoke curled into the air. It was a

narrowed. Immediately, he strode