Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: Issuing a Statement to Dispel Rumors
Old Jones had intended to say "I don’t know either," but seeing Louis Snyder’s appearance, he quickly nodded in agreement.
"It’s fake, definitely fake. Maybe they will issue a denial in a bit."
Old Jones couldn’t wait to speak up.
Louis Snyder, however, no longer paid him any attention and sat back down on the sofa with his phone.
In fact, within their circle, the fact that Louis Snyder fancied Hannah Winter was hardly a secret anymore.
Yet, witnessing it firsthand, Old Jones was amazed at just how stubborn Louis Snyder could be about Hannah Winter.
Stubborn enough that he hadn’t given up even though Hannah Winter was already engaged.
But rather than focusing on gossip, he was more worried about himself at the moment.
After a while, just as Old Jones was getting fidgety and considering leaving, Louis Snyder suddenly spoke up.
"Write an article and post it online."
Old Jones was stunned, "Write, write, write, what?"
Frightened to the point of stuttering.
Louis Snyder put away his phone and pursed his lips, "Just write down everything that was just said."
*
News spread quickly online, and by the time Hannah saw the message Jack Stewart sent, it was already the next afternoon.
She had only managed to read a few comments before Jack Stewart called her.
The first thing he asked was, "You’re pregnant? Boy or girl, how many do you plan on having?"
Hannah was dumbfounded.
Just having woken up, she was still a bit out of it, her mouth bitter with the taste of medicine that hadn’t faded for hours.
She reached for the candies Arnold Simmons had left on the table.
There were three in total; she had eaten one in the morning, leaving two.
Jack Stewart heard a rustling sound over the phone and before he could figure out what it was, he was greeted by Hannah’s slightly hoarse voice.
"Not pregnant."
The three muffled words sounded as if she had a stuffed nose, soft and a bit whiny, making everything she said seem like coquetry.
Jack Stewart coughed uncomfortably and asked, "Are you sick?"
Hannah hummed in acknowledgment and rubbed her nose.
She still felt quite unwell, and her head was a bit dizzy.
Jack Stewart found it strange and switched hands holding the phone, flipping through the schedule on the table with his right hand, "You’ve been sick for a week and still haven’t recovered?"
Another soft hum came from the other end.
The voice clearly carrying a note of laziness.
In Jack Stewart’s memory, he had never seen Hannah sick, but he had seen her injured quite a few times.
But those were heartaches.
Torment from love.
Hannah explained, "I went to the hospital with Arnold Simmons the day before yesterday, and I think I was photographed when we came out. I’m afraid of the cold and was wearing a lot, so they wrote that I was pregnant."
She said this, finding it funny herself.
She had seen the news online; the photo was taken well, and paired with the article, even she, the subject, almost believed it.
Saying the longest sentence she had uttered since waking up that day left her with a slight headache and an urge to just lie down.
Jack Stewart could tell she was in discomfort, and in just a few words, he arranged everything, "The studio will issue a denial later. Remember to share it."
As he was about to hang up, Hannah brought up the concert.
The preparations for the concert had started at the beginning of the year, and now only one month was left.
The presale announcement for the tickets had already been sent out, set to start at midnight tomorrow.
Since it was Hannah’s first solo concert, the topic had always attracted much attention. Because of the trending news about the rumor, the topic of the concert had also gained traction.
