Chapter 1846

"Vivian..." The moment Manfred opened the door, his gaze landed on the singing women outside. He murmured the name "Vivian" softly, his vision blurred and unfocused. In his haze, the women before him seemed to transform into Vivian. "Is Mr. Manfred fond of the name Vivian? Then I shall call myself Vivian from now on," said the woman in purple. Not to be outdone, the woman in yellow added, "Mr. Manfred, why not grant me a name as well?" As Manfred stared at the two women, the redness in his eyes gradually faded, clarity returning to his gaze. "Who are you?" "It's so cold outside. Would you allow us to come in and explain, Mr. Manfred?" the woman in purple said sweetly. The woman in yellow chimed in with a soft, delicate voice, "I feel like I'm freezing. Please take pity on us, Mr. Manfred, and let us inside." Their voices, tender and beguiling, seemed to carry hooks with every word, the kind that would make any ordinary man surrender without resistance. They could charm their w