"You have a guest?" Nelson frowned. He originally thought that the media had fabricated a story about Terence and Jean. But now that she was here in his office, he began to suspect.
He wondered whether the news on Weibo was true.
Jean smiled at Nelson politely. She also came to Terence's office because of the news. She knew that he wouldn't check entertainment news, so it was necessary for her to tell him about it. And she had to clear her name of suspicion.
But she didn't expect Nelson to barge in.
"Why are you here?" Terence asked Nelson. He finally had time to talk to them after finishing part of his work. He frowned at Nelson and asked, "Didn't you say that you were so busy recently?"
"Yes, I am super busy, but I can't just sit still when the news about you is overwhelming on the Internet," Nelson said, annoyed. "What's wrong with you?"
"What do you mean?" Terence asked. As expected, he didn't know anything about it. He looked at Nelson in confusion, his face contorting into a frown. "What are you talking about? I'm not an actor."
"Well, I think you should ask this lady," Nelson snapped.
He glared at Jean.
Although it was the first time that he had seen Jean, he didn't like her. He felt like she was hiding something behind her innocent look.
Jean could feel the hostility radiating from Nelson's gaze, but she pretended not to notice. She looked at Terence with apologetic eyes and said, "Terence, I'm here today because I want to explain."
"What happened?" Terence's face hardened after realizing that something had happened.
"Do you still remember when I asked you to buy a birthday gift with me two days ago?" Jean gave him a bitter smile. "It was the day I went to buy you a pair of cuff links as a gift. I didn't know what was happening. It seemed that the press took pictures of us and spread them online. They said..."
Her head sank in embarrassment. She was too shy to say it out loud.
Upon hearing this, Terence understood that the media had probably assumed that Jean was his fiancee.
In today's society, the truth didn't seem to matter. What was more important was whether the news could attract more attention.
Over the years, the media had been curious about his love affairs. While they were still married, he and Julia were careful to avoid the media. But he had nothing to do with Julia, so why was it on the Internet?
He frowned and stared at Jean with his eagle-like eyes.
Jean was aware of Terence's suspicion. She lowered her head and apologized, "Terence, it's all my fault. If I hadn't invited you to go shopping with me, then this wouldn't have happened. I..."
Jean's apologetic expression immediately dispelled Terence's doubts.
It couldn't be her.
He couldn't help but give a wry grin. She was Jean, not the vicious Julia. How could she have done such a thing?
"It doesn't matter." Terence tenderly looked at Jean and folded his arms. "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."
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