My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1826

Randall nearly fainted.

"Randall, quickly, send someone to fetch the doctor… now!" Zea's voice trembled with panic.

Over the years, she had cultivated a demeanor much like Randall's—composed, dignified, and always in control. But this time, she was utterly undone. For the first time, she felt completely helpless.

Randall's frown deepened as he took in the scene. "Calling the doctor at this hour? If this turns out to be nothing—" His words faltered when his eyes landed on Cyril lying on the bed.

Cyril's legs were covered in blood. He was bare from the waist down, and the horrific sight revealed the unimaginable—his manhood was gone, replaced by a gaping wound.

"Ah!"Randall's eyes widened in shock, the horror leaving him visibly rattled.

Cyril had lost all sense of reason, his screams piercing the night. "No! No! This is a nightmare! It has to be. A ghost—it's the ghost! It's her!"

Randall no longer cared about the ghostly claims.

"Quickly! Take my insignia and summon Dr. Herrera immediately! Now!" he barked.

The Atkinson residence was thrown into chaos in the dead of night. Cyril's screams echoed relentlessly. In her panic, Zea lashed out at the maids, blaming them for failing to protect her son and allowing such a tragedy to unfold.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit storage shed, Manfred sat quietly in the shadows, listening to the chaos unfolding in the main house. The frantic cries and anguished wails sounded to him like the sweetest music.

To anyone else, the shed was stiflingly dark, but in Manfred's eyes, a flickering flame burned—bright, intense, and unyielding.