My Wealthy Husband novel Chapter 6

Ewan was holding Ella’s hand. Nova took a look at them, her face neutral, talking slowly.

“I give you three minutes to take her out of here.

“Ewan,” Ella tensed, clutching Ewan’s sleeve.

After a moment of hesitation, Ewan replied in a soft voice.

“Ella, wait outside for me, alright?”

Tears welled behind Ella’s eyes immediately. She pushed Ewan away, took a angry glance at Nova, ran out crying.

Ewan turned around to talk to Nova before chasing Ella.

“Just wait here, I’ll be right back.”

Numbly, Nova just watched him left. When Ewan was out of her vision, she took an elevator downstairs.

She drove all the way to the Night Club.

The night hadn’t fallen yet so the club was rather slack. The career wear she’s in drew some eyes to her the moment she stepped in the club. She caught a flamboyantly-dressed man flirting with two young girls at the bar. She then walked over to them, said to the girl with a smile while wrapping her arm around the man’s.

“Excuse me, he’s mine.”

In embarrassment, the girl took their glasses and left immediately. The man didn’t get mad, instead, he smiled teasingly, jesting.

“Miss Graham, you didn’t get married. Aren’t we supposed to celebrate your bachelorship?”

Johnny, the third son of the Collins, Nova’s confidant since childhood, was a playboy. Ewan wouldn’t have entered the picture if a romantic spark ever flared between her and Johnny.

The smile on Nova’s face faded. She took a sip of Johnny’s cup, said seriously.

“I need your help, Johnny.”

A frown replaced Johnny’s smile.

“What happened?

“I need you to set up a meeting for me with Jacob. It’s about Tian Haiwan.”

Pondering, Johnny rubbed his chin.

“Did the Chapman invite you to the party tomorrow night?”

Nova nodded as response.

“Rumor says Jacob and the Chapman are close. Maybe you will find him there tomorrow night, or, you could ask the Chapman for help.”

Nova was in doubt.

“Did you forget what happened between Ella and the Chapman? They are not going to go easy on me if I ask them for a favor.”

Johnny just sniffed.

“Ella? She’s merely a candidate, who probably is nothing to the Chapman. Otherwise, your dad wouldn’t be so at ease right now.”

That makes sense, Nova thought.

“Do you know what he looks like?”

“Nope,” Johnny answered, fiddling with the glass in his hand, “he keeps a low profile. The word is, though, he is a man of charm.”

Nova lowered her eyes. A man of charm? She never found any man attractive except for the one who stole her heart six years ago. Suddenly, a pair of brownish eyes, filled with affection and passion, flashed in her brain. Her heart palpitated, in a hurry, she lowered her heard to conceal her emotions.

“Jacob is tough to deal with, though. Even you do get to talk to him eventually; the chances are still slim that you will persuade him. But, there’s something you could try.”

“What is it?”

“Well,” Johnny said with a tricky smile, “get to him sleep with you. No matter how tough a man is, sex will always soften him.”