My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1875

Rumors about Manfred had begun to spread across Vlario, growing increasingly unfavorable.

People speculated that the years he spent ill had left him as useless as Cyril had once been. Some speculated that he might never marry, and even if he did, it would be purely for appearances.

Glen was furious. He couldn't stand hearing such slander about this grandson.

Moreover, every time he thought about the years of torment Manfred had endured, Glen felt overwhelming guilt toward his daughter, who had been tragically taken from him.

With these thoughts weighing on him, Glen was determined to find Manfred a wife—someone he would truly cherish.

"Is it snowing outside?" Manfred asked suddenly.

Kemp snapped out of his thoughts. "It is," he replied promptly.

Hearing this, Manfred closed the book in his hands, carefully placing it on a nearby cabinet before standing. "Let's go for a walk," he said.

"Yes, Mr. Atkinson," Kemp responded.

Over the past few years, Manfred had developed a habit. Whenever it snowed, he would walk to a particular courtyard where he used to live. Once there, he would linger for hours, allowing no one to disturb him.

The courtyard itself had undergone continuous renovations, always maintained meticulously.

Many people speculated why Manfred hadn't demolished it. After all, it was in this very courtyard that he had suffered countless horrors. Anyone else in his position would have torn it down and never set foot there again.

After all, after Manfred left this place, those who had once mistreated him, like Randall, Zea, and a few others, had all faced various forms of torment and punishment.

Instead, Manfred ensured it was preserved, barring anyone from entering unless it was for repairs.

This decision puzzled many. Perhaps only Kemp understood why.

"If it's not some kind of negative item, how can it glow? This looks like a genuine emerald charm—not the kind of cheap knockoff that lights up," Harvey said, his tone laced with suspicion. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about the bracelet.

Vivian's reaction to the news about the glowing bracelet was also suspicious. It was clear she was hiding something from them.

"Don't worry, Uncle Harvey. It's genuine emerald charm; nothing suspicious about it. The glow might have something to do with my hike yesterday," she explained quickly.

Mentioning the hike jogged her memory, and her brows knitted together. "Yesterday, I disappeared for just a few minutes, but when I came back, hours had passed. It was already dark. That doesn't feel normal," she said, her voice tinged with unease.

Harvey pondered her words. "Could it be that time flows differently between… wherever you went and here?"

After all, it had been two different worlds.

He couldn't shake the thought of Skylar and Joe. After a sleepless night, he wondered how they survived in that unfamiliar place.