Jasper Yale was quite attentive to Nancy Alden taking over the company.
She didn’t want to be idle at ho, and he was naturally willing to help her stand up again.
The press conference site was all set up, and Nancy Alden was pushed in by Jasper Yale.
"You won’t leave later, right?"
"No, I’ll stay by your side."
On the long stage, the microphones were also arranged. Jasper Yale lifted her onto the seat, and Josephine pushed the wheelchair to hide it away.
Soon the reporters would be entering, and they couldn’t see Nancy Alden unable to stand.
When Yelena Hughes and Dean Holloway arrived, most of the dia had co.
The scene was grand, the room full of people.
Dean Holloway looked at the stage and nudged Yelena Hughes’s arm, "I know why Young Master Yale likes to sleep with you."
"Are you out of your mind?"
How could he speak so inappropriately!
Dean Holloway put his hand to his mouth and whispered into Yelena Hughes’s ear, "That Miss Alden, no wonder she’s been lying in bed for a year, she’s all shriveled up, like a little chicken skeleton, can’t handle..."
Yelena Hughes stomped hard on his foot.
Just as Jasper Yale looked up, he happened to see Dean Holloway leaning close to her ear.
The two looked very intimate, and after feeling the pain, Dean Holloway wanted to lean his head on Yelena Hughes’s shoulder.
"It hurts so much, you heartless girl."
His gaze suddenly lifted, and then froze as if losing his soul.
The mory of the last ti Dean Holloway got hit on the head surged back; at this mont, Jasper Yale sat in his chair, his gaze icy cold and intimidating.
Dean Holloway felt a chill all over, like being bitten by a venomous snake.
He hurriedly sat up straight, not daring to provoke this man, not a bit.
The press conference soon began, and Nancy Alden was sowhat nervous facing so many people below the stage.
She had just said hello when her face turned red with embarrassnt.
She looked awkwardly at the man beside her, Jasper Yale squeezed her hand, "It’s okay, take your ti."
Nancy Alden had morized the script in advance, but her mind suddenly went blank, "Jasper..."
Jasper Yale pulled his chair closer, staying very close, he taught her how to start and reminded her of the forgotten opening.
Nancy Alden held onto his hand tightly, and only then did she manage to say the next words.
In front of them, two reporters were whispering, "Miss Alden looks so delicate, can she really manage such a large company?"
"Doesn’t she have helpers?"
"Good people get bullied, the Alden Family now... it’s too miserable."
Yelena Hughes wondered how they could tell Nancy Alden was kind.
Was it just because of her shy, speechless appearance?
Quickly, it moved into the reporters’ questioning ti.
The first question ca from a reporter from a video site, and the mont the question was asked, everyone was stunned.
"Miss Alden, so say that during your year of disappearance, you actually beca a vegetable, is that true? Even now, your legs haven’t recovered, and you are disabled, is that right?"
"What?" The crowd around seed as if a bomb had been dropped.
"No way? It doesn’t look like it."
"Disabled? Could it be an amputation?"
As Yelena Hughes listened to the chatter from all around, she looked towards the stage, Nancy Alden was completely flustered.
"Nonsense, I’m not."
Jasper Yale’s eyes filled with a fierce light, his gaze locked onto that reporter, "Where did you hear that?"
"Hasn’t everyone seen the report? Didn’t Miss Alden have an interview a few days ago? It’s ntioned in that report."
Upon hearing this, Yelena Hughes was instantly dumbfounded, could they be talking about her?
She hurriedly took out her phone; the news she had edited happened to have been released today.
But she never ntioned anything about Nancy Alden being unable to stand.
Yelena Hughes’s fingers trembled a bit, but Dean Holloway was the first to pull up the article from the internal channel.
He skimd through quickly, couldn’t help but gasp.
"Sister."
Dean Holloway handed over the phone, and Yelena Hughes saw that indeed, the article contained such sentences.
"A car accident left Nancy Alden permanently disabled, and more than a year in a vegetative state completely destroyed her life..."
The reporter sitting in front showed Nancy Alden the phone.
Yelena Hughes looked at the end, where her na was signed.
Jasper Yale glanced at the news, on which was a picture of Nancy Alden sitting on a bench in The Summit Gardens, wearing a long dress and smiling sweetly.
But this news by Yelena Hughes seed intent on tearing that face apart right on the spot.
Jasper Yale raised his eyes from the phone, surveying the audience.
"Whoever wrote this, Wanda, step forward."
Yelena Hughes moved slightly, Dean Holloway wanted to hold her back, "Don’t..."
This kind of thing couldn’t be avoided.
Yelena Hughes was Wanda; one phone call and it could be found out.
"It’s ." She stood there, and all eyes fell on her.
Nancy Alden was in disbelief, "Miss Hughes, why did you write it like this? Did I offend you sohow?"
"This news was tampered with, my original draft wasn’t like this."
But Nancy Alden didn’t believe it, she clenched Jasper Yale’s hand.
She was trembling, those probing gazes made her wish she could find a hole to crawl into.
Jasper Yale glanced at Yelena Hughes, eyes cold, "This report is grossly inaccurate, I will hold you accountable."
"So, does that an Miss Alden is not disabled?" soone asked from the audience.
Jasper Yale heard these words, his eyes darkened a lot, he had always protected her well; not to ntion disabled, even the word ’leg’ he didn’t want Nancy Alden to hear.
His voice had a threatening undertone, "Which of your eyes saw her legs having problems?"
"Young Master, mainly this report was written after interviewing Miss Alden, could it be..." a reporter in front turned to look at Yelena Hughes.
"Did soone fabricate news just for traffic?"
Yelena Hughes imdiately beca the target of everyone’s accusations, Nancy Alden’s eyes reddened, her hands placed on her legs, clenching tightly.
Jasper Yale watched this scene, "Don’t be afraid."
He would make everyone shut up.
"Miss Alden, since this is false, can you stand up to show us?"
"Yeah, with all the dia here, just prove it."
Below the stage, a few reporters echoed each other, after all, Nancy Alden being disabled was explosive news.
Jasper Yale stood up, about to call Hailey Jenkins to clear out the room.
He wouldn’t let Nancy Alden be so embarrassed.
But Nancy Alden tugged at his sleeve, she raised her chin to look at him, "Jasper."
She spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Don’t, or everyone will know, I can’t stand up."
"Miss Alden, if you want the rumors to collapse on their own, just stand up."
"Exactly!"
Yelena Hughes listened, clearly knowing soone was fueling the fire here.
But then she saw Nancy Alden bracing her hands on the table, and she stood up.
She stared intently at Yelena Hughes, "Miss Hughes, I really don’t know how I offended you for you to write as a cripple."
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