My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1805

Vivian quickly dismissed the earlier vision as nothing more than a product of her imagination. After all, even if someone dressed in period costumes today, they couldn't possibly match the poise and charm of Manfred as she'd seen him in her illusion.

Perhaps the recent run-in with some negative items had affected her more than she realized.

Not seeing Manfred left her with an unexpected sense of disappointment. He had been so ill-suited for the weather—snow swirling around him, his clothes tattered and worn. No wonder his expression had been so grim.

She shook off the thought, brushing it aside as a fleeting fancy.

Wandering through Dewhurst, she spent the day capturing countless scenic photos. Some friendly tourists even helped her snap a few pictures of herself. She sent them to her family group chat, reassuring them she was safe.

After a long day of exploring, she decided to find a local restaurant in Dewhurst for dinner.

The restaurant stood out because of its grand and impressive decor, exuding an old-world elegance that evoked the charm of a simpler, bygone era.

Before even stepping inside, the mouthwatering aroma of the dishes drifting through the door had already captivated her senses.

Once inside, she paused, struck by the sight. The host at the entrance and the servers carrying dishes were all dressed in period costumes.

It was an extraordinary experience.

"This way, miss," the host said, guiding her to a table.

She sat down, taking in her surroundings. There weren't many customers—only three others. To her surprise, they, too, were dressed in period costumes.

Their attire and makeup were so authentic, unlike the trendy styles on social media or the polished looks of a studio. It felt like she had entered the middle of an elaborate period drama.

Before she could think further, a waiter approached and asked with a bright smile, "Miss, what would you like to order?"

"Do you have a menu?" Vivian asked.