My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1996

"Mr. Atkinson ordered that no one is to enter. Please forgive me, Mr. Bowman." The servant hesitated but still blocked Sterling's path.

Because if Manfred found out they had disobeyed his orders, their fate would be horrible.

But something about Sterling was off today. Why was he so insistent on entering Manfred's room?

With all the beauties he had at his side, why was he so fixated on the one that Manfred had just brought back?

It made no sense.

Sterling's expression darkened.

The servant quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet Sterling's gaze.

Inside the room, Vivian took a deep breath. She tightened her grip on the dagger, remaining on full alert. She was afraid the servant outside wouldn't be able to stop Sterling.

Just as Sterling's shadow appeared before the door and was about to push it open, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"What are you doing here?" It was Manfred's voice.

Sterling clearly hadn't expected Manfred to return so soon. He let out a few dry chuckles, trying to smooth things over.

"I heard you spent 10,000 dollars to buy a beauty from the black market. I was just curious—what kind of skills must she have for you to buy her outright?"

"I'm not in the mood today. Come back another time." Manfred's voice was cold.

It was the first time Sterling had ever been chased away by him.

He was shocked.

Then, as if realizing something, he stepped closer to Manfred. "What's put you in a bad mood? Why don't I take you out to have some fun?"

Everyone in Everholm knew that he and Manfred were the closest of friends. His words had always held weight with Manfred.

But now, it was like Manfred had suddenly become a different person.

"Sterling, it's time for you to leave," Manfred said.

Sterling's expression darkened. What was going on with Manfred?

"That man just now…" Vivian asked cautiously. "Do you trust him?"

Manfred raised a brow.

A faint trace of jealousy curled at the corner of his lips. "Are you curious about him?"

"Not curious—just suspicious." Vivian shook her head.

She hadn't seen Sterling's face, but she knew he carried a negative item, and that meant trouble.

"Suspicious? About what?" Manfred's mood lifted.

"You haven't answered my question. Answer me, and I'll tell you."

Manfred's mood rarely improved these days. For days, he had felt dull, lost, and trapped.

But suddenly, it felt like he was himself again. "Aside from you, I don't trust anyone."