Richest Mogul

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.

lock the door after I'm gone. I'll ask Clement to find you a new place. If Warwick contacts you again,

giving her instructions, he

"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you and Mr. Feron." Charles shook

couldn't stand Warwick

was a result of

on Thelma. She wore a loose, white

framing a bare face that glowed with natural beauty. Her clear eyes seemed to catch the light, holding his

felt his heart

iel

with worry. "He's not the type to

eyes. "Don't worry about me. His tricks won't work. If he wants to play

walk you downstairs," Thelma said, trying not

found themselves alone in the

be recognized in public. Thelma, however, had no such concern. To most, she was