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.

the only way to quiet the rage was

the reactions around them.

in this household had ever seen Manfred protect a woman. Much less hide her

eerie strangeness of it left everyone in shock. What

seemed endless. By the time they finally stopped, Vivian was covered in

being wrapped so tightly in Manfred's arms

She was burning up.

soon as they stepped inside, the scent of

Vivian's brows furrowed.

last, Manfred let go

thing she did was throw

she looked around the room. It was lavish and extravagant. It was totally fit for

his head again. He

studied him carefully.

detail-this Manfred was identical to the one she knew. And

he really

have anything to do with

froze. His gaze followed hers to the

into the air. It was a familiar scent-one he

His eyes narrowed. Immediately,