Chapter 1780

The thought of Thelma and Charles being intimate made Warwick feel sick to his core. Inside, Thelma ignored his shouting and relentless pounding on the door. Once she calmed down, she immediately called the security guard. She couldn't fathom how Warwick had managed to bypass the building's excellent security—or how he even knew where she lived. The chilling realization that he might have hired someone to investigate her sent a shiver down her spine. He had crossed too many lines. Within ten minutes, Warwick's shouting ceased. She could faintly hear him arguing with the security guards outside. He valued his public image, so she knew he wouldn't risk causing more trouble. Sitting on the couch, she drank two glasses of water, letting the cool liquid soothe her frayed nerves. Once she felt composed, she picked up her phone and called Charles. He answered almost instantly. "Aren't you supposed to be resting? Not following orders now, are you?" Charles teased gently. Hearing his v