My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1834

Vivian had read countless novels, and although her family had shielded her from the harshness of the world, she was not blind to its darker realities.

It suddenly made sense to her why Zea, though a cousin to Manfred's biological mother, had become his stepmother and treated him so cruelly. It was a reflection of human nature—selfish and merciless.

Vivian didn't want to delve further, knowing it would upset Manfred.

"Well, the cake is made with eggs, flour, butter, and chocolate…" Vivan began. Though she wasn't an expert in complex baking techniques, she had attended a few classes and knew the basics.

Manfred listened, intrigued by the unfamiliar ingredients and methods she described. He realized this cake was something special that only belonged to Vivian's world.

A dark gleam flickered in his eyes as the thought crossed his mind.

"I also brought you a few books. You mentioned you were interested in medical texts last time, so I thought you might enjoy this one. It has illustrations of every herb," Vivian said, remembering the books she had packed in her bag before she left.

Manfred opened the book and began flipping through it. The herb illustrations were clear and detailed, capturing every color and shape beautifully.

It was a far cry from the medical books he had seen years ago. This book would make identifying herbs much easier. His eyes brightened with excitement. "This is the best medical book I've ever seen."

"I'm leaving soon. Is there anything else you need? I can bring it when I come back the day after tomorrow," Vivian quickly asked.

Manfred shook his head. "Not at the moment."

For a moment, Randall was rattled, but he quickly regained his composure.

"So what if it's a vengeful spirit? We can bring in some powerful priests. I don't believe we can't banish these vengeful spirits," he said coldly.

Seeing Randall remain calm, Zea began to settle down as well. He was right.

That woman had never been a match for her, even while she was alive. She had died at her hands, and even her son had suffered at her hands. There was no way she could harm her now.

But…