Richest Mogul

Chapter 1973
Vivian clearly had so much she wanted to say to Manfred once they arrived in Graystone, but looking at Manfred, who had been
so dedicated and kind to her, all the words she had seemed to vanish.
The more she thought about it, the more she feared that speaking too much might deepen their entanglement. So, she could
only shift her gaze, looking outside the carriage.
She observed the bustling crowd, feeling the vibrant energy of the marketplace.
However, Manfred's eyes were fixed intently on Vivian.
Once they passed through the inspection and entered the city, he suddenly spoke, "After you return, will you remember me?"
Vivian froze for a moment.
She turned to look at him.
"Yes, I will remember you. Manfred, it's my luck in this life to have met you."
Her words were sincere. She would remember him. She would remember him forever.
Because she knew he might be the only person who had ever truly captured her heart in this lifetime.
Manfred smiled, his eyes seeming to light up like a burst of fireworks. "I will too. Meeting you is a blessing in my life."

Two hours later, Joe was busy with the accounts at the silk shop while the other managers nervously waited by his side.
Meanwhile, Skylar was inspecting finished products in the embroidery room.
Today was the delivery day, and both of them had their hands full. Over the years, their silk shop had grown into the largest in
Graystone.
They had become incredibly successful, making a fortune day by day. On this particular day, everyone was working hard in their
respective roles.
As the sun was about to set, the peace was suddenly interrupted.

"Mr. Martin, Mrs. Martin! A man who claims to be Manfred Atkinson wishes to see you both!"
Over the past few years, Manfred had become quite well-known.
Even though Graystone was far from Vlario, rumors about Manfred had still managed to reach there. Both Skylar and Joe were
commoners, so it was strange that such a high-ranking nobleman would suddenly seek them out.
However, the maid recalled something-Manfred had visited their silk shop a few years ago.
Skylar and Joe immediately put down everything they were doing and made their way to the courtyard. They exchanged a look
from a distance.
Both of them had seen their fair share of challenges, but now, their eyes sparkled with excitement.
The arrival of Manfred meant that Vivian might be here as well.

"Take him to Willow Hall," Joe instructed in a deep voice.
...
After Vivian and Manfred arrived at the silk shop, they were led to Willow Hall.
She sat down and couldn't help but gaze at the decor of the room. It was clear that every corner of the silk shophad been
arranged with great attention to detail. fo
Even this very room had been carefully designed with purpose. Some of the decorative items were rare antiques, truly
remarkable pieces.
The more Vivian looked, the more excited she became. She realized that this must have been her mother's work.
Skylar was incredibly talented, not
only in design and antique
ling
identification but also in dealing with negative items and metaphysical matters. Few could match her skills.

Skylar's talent in restoring antiques was something Vivian always admired. Even
now, she felt that she had only scratched the surface of those skills.
Manfred sat nearby, watching as Vivian's eyes glistened with emotion as she admired everything around her.
His heart ached as he thought, "Could this couple really be Vivian's parents?"
In the next moment, his question was answered. As Skylar and Joe entered the room, Vivian jumped up and ran toward them.
"Dad, Mom!"
"Vivian!"
The family was reunited after a long separation, embracing each other warmly.