Chapter 1943

It looked like she might have to sleep against the wall tonight. Suddenly, Vivian missed the days when only Manfred could see her when no one else could. If no one could see her now, she could easily sneak in at the right moment. Things always had their pros and cons. Meanwhile, Manfred, who was dealing with a pile of documents, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a brief rest. At that moment, Kemp entered, carrying a tray of tea. Seeing Manfred with his eyes closed, he lightened his steps and carefully set down the teapot. But just then, Manfred's eyes snapped open. And a name slipped out from his lips—"Vivian." Kemp rarely saw Manfred lose his composure. The only times he had were always related to Vivian. Hearing that name now, Kemp quickly lowered his head, pretending not to have heard anything. Manfred's dazed gaze sharpened the moment he saw Kemp before returning to its usual cold, emotionless state. Kemp hesitated before