My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1880

Inside the carriage, Vivian marveled at her surroundings. It was her first time riding in one.

Although some modern tourist attractions offered carriage rides, this experience felt entirely different.

The carriage was incredibly well-equipped for its size. She could even have lemon tea inside.

The seat cushions were made from soft and warm animal fur, adding comfort.

"For me, it's been only a month or two, but it's been more than two years for you? No wonder you're so different now," Vivian said, still in a bit of awe.

At first, there had been a sense of unfamiliarity. But after they briefly explained their situations to each other, that familiar feeling returned.

Upon hearing Vivian's explanation, Manfred felt the self-doubt and insecurity that had been lingering in his heart vanish. She hadn't avoided him because of disdain.

It turned out that while two years had passed for him, it had only been one or two months for her, and she never gave up on coming to find him.

A smile spread across Manfred's face as he asked, "Have I gotten ugly?"

Vivian immediately shook her head. "No, you've only gotten more handsome!" He truly looked as if he could compare to Joe in looks.

Manfred's eyes sparkled with more than just a smile. "You haven't changed at all."

She was still the same as she had been over two years ago. It was as if, with just her presence, she could effortlessly make him happy.

Vivian pulled back the curtain and looked outside. The streets were bustling with crowds.

She suddenly felt the urge to get out and walk around.

The streets gave her a sense of familiarity, as though Joe and Skylar had left their mark on this place.

"Can we get down and walk for a bit?"

"Understood," Baz replied.

Kemp then turned and headed back to see Glen.

Meanwhile, Manfred and Vivian leisurely strolled through the streets after getting off the carriage.

Everything Vivian saw filled her with wonder. Her only experiences of the past had come from films, television, books, and old paintings.

Now, she was living it firsthand, truly witnessing how people from ancient times lived—a completely new and fascinating experience.

It was the most authentic display of life and bustling streets she had ever seen.

As they walked, Vivian kept glancing at the storefronts, searching for any familiar traces left behind by her parents.