Richest Mogul

Chapter 1530

Charles said, "Can you answer the call for me? I'm too busy to pick up."

After he instructed Freddie, Charles entered the recording area, greeting the host and audience warmly. He exchanged a few words with several fellow actors he was acquainted with.

Having appeared on various variety shows and shared sets, the group had developed a natural camaraderie. They all knew how to navigate these interactions effortlessly.

The program team had also provided scripts and prompts in advance. As long as the celebrities delivered a few buzzworthy lines to generate headlines and boost their trending status, that would suffice. After sitting down, Charles couldn't shake the feeling of nervousness. His heart raced, and his thoughts felt scattered.

This was a live broadcast, and the recording was set to last three hours. Yet his mind kept drifting to the phone he had handed Freddie earlier. Who had called him so urgently?

He couldn't leave the recording site, but when the camera wasn't focused on him, he stole a glance toward the audience. Freddie, who should have been seated there, was conspicuously absent.

your mind? Or do you think today's scripts aren't up to your standards?" a male actor, Drogo Snee, asked. He

beside him. They had worked together on a recent project,

polite smile. "The scripts are fine. I'm just

which one I'll get

small talk, especially with people who

all he was willing to offer before

however, his thoughts were elsewhere, and his emotions

...

Harvey had just stepped

still under renovation. He had been discussing the renovation details and hiring staff with a

just gotten into the car and was about to drive off when someone

that you? I remember you said