Richest Mogul

Charles had never realized how intensely Skylar was into celebrity fandom. He had assumed it was just about meeting someone, getting an autograph, or taking a photo. But as the door closed behind him, Charles suddenly understood something. This wasn't just about fandom.

There was something more, something he didn't know. He wondered whether it might be related to Maxine's recent condition.

Before he could think further, the crew called him over to make changes to a scene in the script, and he had to go review it. Meanwhile, Skylar entered Maxine's resting room.

Maxine handed her a bottle of water. "Are you really my fan?" Maxine asked, looking at Skylar with a hint of doubt.

Her fans were mostly younger kids or girls around her age. When they met her, the first thing they did was ask for an autograph or a picture. Even the crew's relatives and friends who visited would ask for photos. It was rare for anyone to want to talk to her privately. Skylar nodded. "I'm not your fan. I've never seen any of your work."

Maxine was surprised. "Then why...?"

She wasn't worried that Skylar might do anything harmful. After all, she was Charles' sister, and everyone in the industry knew how respected he was. His reputation was excellent, so his sister wasn't someone who would harm her.

curious about the purpose behind this. She wondered why Skylar wanted

know Minerva,"

changed immediately at the mention of Minerva's name. She looked at Skylar in shock. "Did Minerva send you to find me? Has she already told you about me? If so, why didn't she come to talk

emotions settled slightly. "Are

that in the eyes of many, her appearance in front of Minerva and Emerson, saying those things and doing those actions, made her look like nothing more than a homewrecker-the kind of

days ago. He adored me, loved me, and my career was thriving. Everything was so perfect," Maxine said, her eyes welling

felt like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. She had always feared this kind of situation, but now it felt so real. No matter how hard she tried,

where it had gone wrong. She wondered if she had lost her mind because of her work, making her believe

it was impossible for her to have

was of memories of being in love with Emerson, while the other was of a

in Maxine's eyes and spoke gently, "I believe you didn't mean to ruin anyone's