Chapter 1992

Soon, they arrived back at the estate. As they stepped out of the carriage, Manfred suddenly spoke. "Keep the cloak on. Come into my arms." Before Vivian could react, he had already pulled her in. The cloak was large, completely enveloping her. Pressed against Manfred's chest, her face was completely hidden. She then followed him into a grand, opulent estate like this. Along the way, the sound of people dropping to their knees echoed in her ears. Everyone bowed with the utmost reverence. "Greetings, Mr. Atkinson." Her mind was in turmoil. She didn't know how to deal with this situation yet. First, she needed to confirm his identity. Was he really the Manfred she knew? Then, she would decide her next move. If he planned to kill her, she wouldn't go down without a fight. But she was also intrigued by the negative energy lingering around him. Whatever it was—it wasn't ordinary. The moment she stepped into this estate, she could feel that overwhelming evil aura.