My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1943

It looked like she might have to sleep against the wall tonight.

Suddenly, Vivian missed the days when only Manfred could see her when no one else could. If no one could see her now, she could easily sneak in at the right moment.

Things always had their pros and cons.

Meanwhile, Manfred, who was dealing with a pile of documents, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a brief rest.

At that moment, Kemp entered, carrying a tray of tea.

Seeing Manfred with his eyes closed, he lightened his steps and carefully set down the teapot.

But just then, Manfred's eyes snapped open. And a name slipped out from his lips—"Vivian."

Kemp rarely saw Manfred lose his composure. The only times he had were always related to Vivian.

Hearing that name now, Kemp quickly lowered his head, pretending not to have heard anything.

Manfred's dazed gaze sharpened the moment he saw Kemp before returning to its usual cold, emotionless state.

Kemp hesitated before saying, "My lord, why don't you rest and deal with these matters tomorrow? We've been traveling non-stop, and you haven't rested since arriving—you went straight to work.

"Even a body of iron wouldn't hold up. If Mr. Holland Senior finds out, he'll be heartbroken."

Bringing up Glen was always the best tactic.

Manfred pressed his temples, massaging them for a moment before coldly saying, "I'm going out."

Kemp froze. "Out? As in, outside the estate?"

He hesitated before adding, "The streets of Briarpatch are filled with corpses and beggars right now. The guards haven't even had time to clear them. There's nothing worth seeing. If you go out, you'll only find it frustrating."

Even someone as accustomed to death and bloodshed as he was had found the current state of Briarpatch unbearable to witness.