Richest Mogul

Chapter 1777

When Thelma saw the messages, her face turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked, noticing her stiff posture as she stared at her phone. Leaning over, he caught a glimpse of the screen.

It was a photo-one that showed Thelma unclothed.

"Don't look!" Charles said quickly.

Tears welled in Thelma's eyes. Her voice trembled as she said, "I didn't take these photos. The person in them isn't me, but the face... it's mine."

Charles sighed. "I saw these earlier with the director."

He hadn't intended for her to learn about this yet, but it appeared she had already seen them.

Thelma's heart raced as she looked at Charles, afraid he might misunderstand and

calm, offering a reassuring smile. "They're either edited or

always been good to me. If she's seen them, then others must have too. No wonder the director told

no intention of harming

and rest for the next few days," Charles

with determination. "I can't keep hiding behind you. This is my battle, and I need to face it. I'm going to report this to the

Let's report it. I'll have Clement contact a lawyer and draft a statement. We'll get to the bottom

Charles. No matter what decision she made, he stood by her, ready to share her burdens. She had always thought of herself as unlucky, but now, she realized how fortunate she was to have

directors, investors, and producers. But someone leaked them

talking about Thelma. Once an invisible figure in the entertainment industry,

a film set, Sienna Conner's assistant, Phoebe Mendez, showed her