Richest Mogul

Chapter 1989
Could it be that they couldn't see the bracelet?
Just as Vivian was puzzling over this, a loud voice rang out. "5,000 dollars!"
Someone had already bid 5,000 dollars for her. But another person immediately raised the price.
She frowned slightly, telling herself to stay calm. Even if she was sold, once she was out of this iron cage, she would definitely
find a way to escape.
Meanwhile, not far away, Manfred lifted his eyes.
He listened to the surrounding crowd, their bids growing higher and higher. The excitement in their voices became more frenzied,
more uncontrollable.
A dark, cold pressure built inside him, making the veins on his forehead tighten. Then suddenly, he heard it.
A voice that came from deep within his soul-calling his name.
"Manfred! Manfred! It's me, Vivian! Save me!"
Vivian had been scanning her surroundings, and then she saw him.

Manfred was not far away.
For a moment, she hesitated. The Manfred standing there looked younger than the one she remembered.
However, her instincts told her it was him. It was undoubtedly, unmistakably him. The Manfred she could trust.
But the place was too noisy, and she was trapped inside a cage.
She screamed his name with all her might, but she didn't know if he could hear her.
"Manfred! Manfred!"
Suddenly, the woman sitting beside her grabbed her wrist. Her face was full of fear.

"Who are you calling? Manfred Atkinson? Are you trying to die faster? Do you even know what kind of person he is? If you end
up in his hands, you won't last a day. And even after you're dead, you might not even have an intact body!
you
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"Stop shouting! Even if you're as beautiful as a goddess, he won't see as a person. To them, people like us are just merchandise.
After speaking, the woman's face was filled with bitterness and
self-mockery. She had the loonet
someone who had seen through everything and had given up fighting.

Because in this world, they were born lowly. That was their greatest misfortune.
Vivian fell silent. The despair in the woman's eyes shook her.
Then, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of the cage. He was like a messenger from the depths of the underworld, bringing
with him a chilling, suffocating presence.
It was so terrifying that no one dared to meet his gaze.
Then, the noisy crowd fell silent.
The auctioneer had raised his hand.
In this place, the Bowman family's rules were absolute. If the auctioneer told them
to shut up, they would have to.
No one would defy him.
Following the auctioneer's gaze, everyone looked over and saw Manfred.
In Everholm, the Bowman family was already feared. But Manfred was even more terrifying.

Everyone knew Manfred was ruthless and cold-blooded, and the Atkinson family was the most powerful of the Three Great
Families.
Now, his gaze was locked on the woman they had all been fighting over.
The crowd sighed in disappointment. Why was Manfred here today?
If such a rare beauty fell into Manfred's hands, she wouldn't survive past tomorrow. What a waste.
At least if she had been bought by someone else, she might have lived a little longer.
"Vivian?" Manfred's eyes narrowed. His voice was low and cold. Inside the cage, Vivian lifted her head and met his gaze.
"Manfred." The moment their eyes met, Manfred's expression changed drastically.