My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1999

The fact that this beautiful woman had been killed without making a sound meant that Manfred likely didn't enjoy noise anymore.

He preferred absolute silence.

Thinking this, the servants didn't dare to make a single sound.

Otherwise, they might end up like that woman.

It was a shame. Such a stunning beauty, and yet, Manfred showed no mercy. Tonight's entertainment was truly extraordinary.

Very soon, the news spread.

Jayden heard it and let out a cold laugh. "He's really getting more and more playful, isn't he?"

There was clear dissatisfaction in his tone.

A woman of rare beauty, and he hadn't even laid eyes on her before she was killed.

He now suspected that Manfred had done it on purpose. Just so he wouldn't have to share. Even if he had to kill her, he could at least let him enjoy her first.

The news soon reached Sterling.

At first, he was still wondering what was wrong with Manfred. But when he heard this, he immediately burst into laughter.

"Now that's the Manfred I know! This is how he should be! As expected, he's becoming less and less human!"

Someone this cruel and inhuman could never become the true head of the Atkinson family.

Sooner or later, the Atkinson family would belong to him.

In fact, the Atkinson family was already on the brink of collapse. According to his plan, in three years, he would be able to devour the Atkinson family completely.

And once he did, he would become the head of the Bowman family.

Thinking about this, Sterling's blood boiled with excitement.

It wouldn't be long now. Judging by how insane Manfred was acting, his victory was just around the corner.

On the large bed, Vivian was fast asleep. Her breathing was light, but her sleep was deep.

However, her brows were furrowed in distress. It was as if she were having a troubling dream.

He sat beside her and simply watched her.

Perhaps it was the stillness of the night or the absolute silence of the chamber that made his heart feel strangely calm.

The visions from his dream seemed to be telling him something—that he was the Manfred from that dream.

Even his past memories and experiences felt distant, as if they belonged to someone else.

He thought to himself—it wouldn't be long now.

Soon, he would finally understand what these dreams meant. And most importantly, which Manfred was the real him.