My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1767

Thelma immediately invited Charles inside.

Her apartment was a modest 220 square feet, with a combined living and sleeping area. The kitchen was by the entrance, and the bathroom was tucked to the right.

Despite the limited space, Thelma kept everything tidy. Her dislike for clutter ensured the apartment felt neat and welcoming.

The smallness of the space momentarily took Charles aback. In a building like this, larger units were likely available, yet Thelma had chosen one of the smallest layouts.

Even so, the room was thoughtfully arranged. A single couch and coffee table created a small but inviting corner to relax. The decor, warm and feminine, exuded a cozy charm.

Charles accepted the glass of water Thelma offered, sipping slowly as unease crept in. He realized he was in a single woman's home.

"I think I should leave now," he said, standing abruptly. "Make sure to lock the door after I'm gone. I'll ask Clement to find you a new place. If Warwick contacts you again, call the police immediately. Clement will handle the public relations."

Once he finished giving her instructions, he prepared to leave.

Thelma nodded in response. "I'm sorry for causing trouble for you and Mr. Feron."

Charles shook his head. "It's not your fault. Warwick's the problem."

Charles couldn't stand Warwick either.

Warwick's popularity in the entertainment industry was a result of relentless self-promotion rather than genuine talent.