My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1995

He really looked like Manfred. And it seemed like he was Manfred.

"I need to observe him more. What if he really did transmigrate into another body, but something went wrong, causing his memory loss? Could it be…"

Was he affected by the negative item lurking in this residence?

Her heartbeat sped up. A negative item…

If she found it, would she also find the Manfred she knew?

…

"Why didn't you bring the beauty along? Didn't you bring a woman back from the Bowman family's black market?" Jayden leaned back in his chair.

His tone was lazy but cold. It was as if the person standing before him wasn't his son but just another servant in his household whom he barely even cared about.

Manfred replied in a low voice, "I did bring a beauty back. But I just broke her arms and legs. She can't be moved now. If you hadn't summoned me, her face would already be unrecognizable."

"You touched her?" Jayden asked.

Manfred gave a faint hum.

That made Jayden's face darkened. "They say she's an exceptionally rare beauty. And you didn't feel even the slightest bit of pity?

"I heard you personally escorted her into the estate and even had her ride in your carriage. After all that, you still had the heart to ruin her?"

"Just for fun." Manfred's tone was completely indifferent. Even carrying a trace of twisted amusement.

"If you like beauties with broken limbs, I'll send her over now." His words were chilling.

Jayden studied his son's face for a moment before frowning and looking away. "No need."

He didn't like used toys. Besides, anyone Manfred had "played" with was as good as dead.

Even the most beautiful face would become revolting.

…

Back in the room, after Manfred left, Vivian ate a bit more—too much, actually.

On the way here, the butler, Noah Daily, had described her to him.

She was an exquisite beauty. And oddly, she seemed to resemble the woman Manfred had been searching for.

The servant hesitated. "Uh…"

Manfred had explicitly ordered that no one was to enter the room.

Sterling smirked. "You do know how close Manfred and I are, don't you? Are you saying I can't enter his room?"

Inside the room, Vivian tensed. Her guard went up instantly.

She couldn't see the man outside, but she knew he was dangerous.

And if he insisted on entering, it wouldn't be just to take a look.

But that wasn't the worst part. She could feel it—waves of negative energy.

This man carried a negative item on him—one that could corrupt the mind.