My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1901

Alger's mouth twitched. Glen had been shameless his entire life, from youth to old age. Now, with a veneer of respectability for the public, he was still the same in private.

Fortunately, Alger wasn't one to hold grudges. He'd tolerated it and remained his friend.

Rolling his eyes, Alger muttered, "He's better now, but don't forget, he's cursed to be alone. Changing that in this lifetime? Nearly impossible."

Glen's expression darkened. "I asked you to find a solution a month ago. A month has passed, and with all your expertise, you still haven't figured out how to change his fate?"

Alger's lips twitched again. "But haven't you also failed to find someone whose horoscope matches his?"

Glen's frustration simmered. "I didn't expect it to be this hard. Vlario has plenty of young women of the right age, yet none match. My granddaughters are gentle and virtuous, and they are perfect for Manfred. But their horoscopes don't align. Can't you find a way for one to marry him without her being harmed?"

Alger stroked his beard, speechless. "There's no perfect solution. Unless…"

"Unless what?" Glen's eyes lit up, sensing that Alger might have an answer.

Alger frowned, then stood up abruptly. "Let's not discuss it now. There's nothing more to say. I'm tired and need to rest for a while."

Glen's temper flared. "I'm riddled with ailments, and you're tired? Stop speaking in riddles. You're as insufferable as ever."

If he weren't so frail, he'd have given Alger a piece of his mind—or more. Damn it, this so-called master couldn't even handle a simple curse.

Alger walked away, deep in thought, his expression somber. Glen, watching him go, slowly calmed.

"Forget it. If he won't say, there's a reason. But poor Manfred. Why must he suffer like this? No one truly cares for him. What if he falls into despair? What then?"

Glen sighed heavily, sadness settling over him.