My Wealthy Husband

Chapter 26 Nobody Knows What Jacob Looks Like

Ewan felt some type of way when he noticed her smile.

Rosalie, however, standing beside Ewan, took a sip of tea as a hint of scheme flashed through his eyes when he spotted Nova’s interaction with the man. He said in a flat tone.

“Miss Nova, congratulation on the completion of the phase one construction, you have really made yourself a name. How’s the preparation of phase two going?”

“Not so good.”

Nova knew why he asked, she replied.

“The buildings of pashed haven’t been put to use yet. So we don’t have any solid data to convince investors. It nags me speaking of this.”

Rosalie gave her a smile.

“You underestimate yourself. After today’s ceremony, news about the project will blaze all over on the paper. By then, it would nag the investors rather than you because they have to face a fierce competition for bidding your project.”

“In the worse case,” he continued, “Mr. Chapman will always help you out, won’t he?”

Nova’s face darkened. Suppressing her anger, she replied him with nothing but a smile.

The host was now introducing her.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please, welcome Miss Nova.”

Amid the applause of the crowd, Nova went on stage.

She being the successor of the Graham and the rumor about her and the Chapman evoke curiosity immediately. Flashlights and the clicks on cameras took over the venue. Looking down the stage, Nova put on a smile and said.

“I’m privileged to have all of you at today’s ceremony. On behalf of the Graham, I’d like to express my gratitude.”

She radiated a peculiar type of beauty when she’s at work. Wisdom. Jacob would say. His eyes were fixed on her. He’s drowning into her. Absurdly, he’s fantasizing her having sex with him in this dress. Why am I such a pervert? He took a deep breath and mocked himself.

“Next, we are going to play a video. It’s a demonstration of our commitment and our expectation towards Taihaiwan.

She then signaled the backstage with nod and the video was soon projected onto the screen.

Nova resumed her seat. Inadvertently, she took a glance at Jacob and was greeted with a thumbs- up from him. She turned her head back and lowered her eyes, smiling.

“Oh, my god! What is this?”

Someone exclaimed. And then the ceremony turned into a total mess.

Scrambling with each other, the reporters panned their cameras on the big screen. The guard tried to stop them but it’s completely out of control.

On the screen were pictures of Nova. Her face red, her eyes sultry, she clung herself onto a man. She was kissing with the man, naked. The reporters were hyper, this was much bigger a news than the ceremony!

Nova’s brain was messy and Toby flew off the handle immediately. He roared.

“Turn the shit off!”

But the reporters’ questions engulfed his voice. Helplessly, Nova remained in her seat in the siege of reporters.

“Miss Nova, what’s your comment on these pictures?”

“It’s rumored that you obtained the title deed by some unspeakable means. Is it true?”

“Who is the man?”

“Does Mr. Chapman know about this?”

In trepidation, she fell back and sprained her ankle; she could hear the cricking voice clearly. She had to prop herself against the chair to stand on her feet. She was stripped of all her dignity at the moment and fragile as a little kid.

Ewan wanted to pluck her out of the quandary but was intercepted when someone grabbed his arm. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Don’t, Ewan.”

Ella said softly.

“She’s just reaping what she sowed; she should’ve seen it coming when she decided to do that.”

Ella reminded Ewan of Nova’s resistance when he asked her how she got the deed. Was this the reason? Feeling having been deceived, Ewan was now hesitant to help Nova. However, somebody barged through the reporters and held Nova up before he could make a decision.

Then there was another wave of commotion. Who was this man?

“Don’t be afraid, Nova.”

The man whispered to her ear, pulling Nova back to reality. Looking into the man’s eyes, she murmured.

“I’m not.”

Fondly, the man stroked her cheek with his nose and said tenderly.

“I know.”

He glanced over the reporters around, his voice calm and firm.

“I believe all of you are well-educated individuals and aware that there are protocols. Swarming up like this certainly is not the right thing to do. I’m Jacob, Jacob Chapman, and the man in these pictures. I’ll answer each and every one of your questions. But before that, please get back to your seats.”

His assertiveness ceased the pandemonium. Slowly, the crowd drifted back to their seats, leaving only Nova and the man on the stage.

Gently, the man helped Nova sit in her chair.

“Hey, listen to me. Everything is going be alright, you’re going to be alright, the Graham is going to be alright. Believe me.

His voice welled up warmness in her like a spring. Affection in his eyes soothed Nova and made her want to believe him.

“Sir, you just said you are Jacob Chapman. Are you serious? Or did you say that to protect Miss Nova?”

Questions engulfed them soon as somebody broke the silence.

“Why should we believe you? Nobody knows what Jacob looks like?”

“It’s really touching that you stood out for Miss Nova, but what do you feel about these pictures?”