Richest Mogul

Chapter 1987
Like father, like son. Neither of them were decent people.
For some reason, a killing intent surged within Manfred. His current identity disgusted him. It felt utterly repulsive.
A voice in his heart whispered-she would find it disgusting and dirty.
The thought had barely surfaced when he took a deep breath, suppressing it.
Then, he walked out of the room.
Soon, he met Jayden. And saw Jayden's sister, Miley Atkinson.
The siblings bore a strong resemblance to each other. But unlike in his memories, they weren't sitting together, and there were
no lingering glances.
In the past, they practically clung to each other every day and didn't even care about others watching.
Sometimes, they would shamelessly have intercourse in the garden. It was absolutely revolting.
The moment Manfred saw Jayden, a thought crossed his mind-kill him. Kill Jayden.
"You're here. I heard you've been looking for someone?" Jayden wasted no time.
Manfred replied curtly, "Yes."
Jayden suddenly picked up a painting from the table beside him. "Is it this woman?"

He studied the image and smirked. "She truly is breathtaking. If you find her, bring her to me first."
That meant he wanted her.
For years, aside from Miley, Jayden had never been interested in another woman. But the woman in the painting...
She awakened in him a twisted desire to defile her. He wanted to destroy the beauty on that canvas.
Miley's eyes darkened. "Where did you learn about this woman? Are you sure you didn't just imagine her?"

Her tone was sharp, her words full of mockery.
"Since when were you such a skilled artist? Or is she just some courtesan from a brothel?"
In the past, Manfred would have laughed along. And when Jayden demanded the woman for himself, he would have readily
agreed.
But now, hearing their words, Manfred felt that these two had to die. If they died, the world would be a much better place.
"Why aren't you speaking?" Jayden pressed.
Manfred spoke slowly. "I want to marry
woman in the painting. In
here he was saying
i think about havinget
even think about having
Jayden's expression immediately soured.

Miley was briefly stunned, then laughed. "It seems you're truly serious this time."
Then, she turned to Jayden and said, "Jay, we've been so busy these past years that we forgot that Manfred is a grown man
now. It's time we found him a wife." fo
Jayden's face remained cold, but he nodded. "Fine. You take care of it."
Despite his agreement, he was clearly displeased.
For the first time, his ever-obedient son had refused him. If Manfred had agreed, Jayden might have thought the woman didn't
exist.
But now that he refused-Jayden was convinced she might be real.
There was nothing more to say between the father and son. After exchanging a few words, Manfred left.

However, he didn't return to his chambers. He walked straight out of the estate.
Without even realizing it, he ended up at the black market. Everything was sold there.
The Bowman family controlled the black market.
Nobles from all over came here to trade.
every day, rare treasures
wel
appeared, and the treasures weren't
limited to just artifacts but people as
Well.
As soon as Manfred took a seat, a servant respectfully brought over a pot of tea.
Just then, a large iron cage was dragged into the center of the market.
There were about five to six women in the cage.