A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily crumpled the newspaper into a ball due to confusion and frustration. Her heart was beating fast. She felt her breath quickening. She decided to sit down on a bench for a while to regain her composure.

The feeling of having people disgusted at her made her feel so down and ashamed.

Despite the strange looks being thrown at her, she mustered all her strength to go to Jacob's office. When she finally reached the door, suddenly all that courage faded away.

She only put her hand on the doorknob, feeling anxious.

How could she face Jacob now?

She stood in front of the office door until her legs went numb. Then she raised her head as the door was opened from the inside.

"Emily? What brings you here?" Jacob asked. He became concerned when he saw how pale she looked. He knew something was wrong.

"Jacob..." Emily spoke hoarsely, trying to stop her tears. But she couldn't help it. She let out a loud sob and tears rained down on her face. "I-I'm sorry..."

Jacob felt his heart clutch as he saw her tears. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Emily, you silly girl. You don't need to apologize," he said, pulling her inside his office.

"I-I'm so sorry. I already found out about it. N-Now all of Jingshi City knows I-I am pregnant and y-you're not the father... I-I'm so sorry. I dragged you into this," Emily sobbed guiltily, looking like a broken doll.

"Shh...It's not your fault," Jacob comforted her, caressing her back. "It's all the reporter's fault. They chose the wrong man to mess with. Don't think of it anymore. I'll take care of it, alright?"

Emily buried her face in his chest, and apologized again, "I'm sorry, Jacob. I'm really sorry..."

She knew that Jacob felt even worse.

"Shh... Trust me. I will find a way." Jacob kept comforting her, holding her tighter. His mind was racing with so many questions.

He couldn't help but wonder. Who were the journalists that decide to have this rumor released to the public? Reports wouldn't be able to write a detailed article about it unless they got a tip from a reliable source or probably paid a hefty sum of money to do so.

Who could be the root cause of this?

Jacob smirked as he thought of a plan. Maybe there was a way he could fix this, and probably trap the journalist who wrote the article. "Don't worry. I know what to do," he said confidently.

Emily looked at Jacob questioningly as he took out his cellphone, "Sam, tell the press that we're going to hold a press conference tomorrow. 2PM."

sir," Sam replied and wasted no time contacting media outlets regarding the

hurried to get their way in the office building. The press conference piqued their interest and they were determined to

was so much noise as the journalists

aware about

know why Ms. Bai is

next step

hoping Jacob could give them all

platform with a serious expression. He was getting annoyed of the flashing lights and the noise. He banged his hand on the platform. "Shut

of them had their jaw dropped. Meanwhile photographers had to put down their large cameras. But TV crews still

Start rolling your films! I will only say this once! If I hear

remained silent but they were all ears. They couldn't wait

can confirm to you that child she is carrying is mine. If there is still anyone spreading such rumors after this, I will hunt him and I will make sure

the podium with both hands.

a man with no-nonsense attitude and wouldn't take shit from anybody. Hell, he wasn't some entertainment star they could write false

lose their jobs, be driven out of the

riding onto the matter as if it was some trend. They felt that it would be too dangerous

raised his hand and stood up to ask, "It was

was almost popping from his temple,

Ms. Bai! Are they

corners of Jacob's lips curled up a bit and his tone dropped, as if he was threatening the

eyes widened and he felt his heart drop. He felt his skin shiver. He could only look at Jacob's cold smile and stagger, "N-No, sir; it's

to play innocent and continued, "Then if it's not you, who could it be, I wonder?" Then he looked around the

"No, Mr. Gu!"

"Maybe you?"

Mr. Gu!

red hat, maybe it

"Sir, it wasn't me!"

that there were a lot of people involved and if Jacob ever found out they were one of those who wrote

had asked him the questions,

was sweating, and his heart was pounding with fear. He shook his

not to push any further. It felt like one foot was already the grave. He felt a sense of relief, and was glad that