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."

and wasted no time contacting media outlets regarding the press

to get their way in the office building. The press conference piqued their interest and they were determined to get details and clarification regarding the rumors

so much noise as the journalists murmured and

"Are you aware about Ms. Bai's pregnancy

know why Ms. Bai

step in

journalists scrambled to ask questions, hoping Jacob could

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

Some of them had their jaw dropped. Meanwhile photographers had to put down

firm. "Listen up, all of you. Write it down! Start rolling your films! I will only say

were all ears.

Bai and we are also planning to get married. I can confirm to you that child she is carrying is mine.

spoke firmly, holding the podium with

could only look in awe and tremble in fear. He was a man with no-nonsense attitude and wouldn't take shit from anybody. Hell,

would lose their jobs, be driven out of the city, or worse; they could have

They felt that it would be too dangerous for them to

more. One of them raised his hand and stood up to ask,

popping from his

over Ms. Bai! Are they true, Sir?" The journalist

mentioned the word 'rumors'. May I ask who spread those rumors?" The corners of Jacob's lips curled up a bit and his tone dropped, as if

his heart drop. He felt his skin shiver. He could only look

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

"No, Mr. Gu!"

"Maybe you?"

Mr. Gu! It's

red hat, maybe

"Sir, it wasn't me!"

lot of people involved and if Jacob ever found out they were one of those who wrote those articles, it wouldn't

at the journalist who had asked him the questions, causing the latter to jump, "So do you still have

was pounding with fear.

was already the grave. He felt a sense of relief, and was glad that he managed to stop himself from probing