Inside, a grand charity auction was taking place at the exhibition center, attracting numerous celebrities and esteemed guests.
Mitchel, Luis, and Jarrod were among the attendees.
As someone with sharp eyes, Luis spotted Raeganâs figure and asked, âIsnât that Raegan?â
Mitchel was not surprised.
He had known Raegan would be here.
The information Matteo had gathered was enough for her to handle Caryâs wife.
Luis raised an eyebrow and commented, âDonât you think that woman over there looks familiar? She reminds me ofâ¦â
Luis racked his brain, trying to remember who the girl was.
And when he realized who she was, he didnât dare to say her name out loud.
âJarrod, doesnât she resemble Miss Lawrence?â
As soon as Luis said these words, Nicole standing beside Raegan removed her sunglasses and turned around.
Her red lipstick accentuated her allure.
âf@ck!â Luis exclaimed, his face contorting in shock.
What the hell?
How could it be possible? Nicole was deadâ¦
Luis was too stunned to say another word.
He turned around, wanting to look at Jarrodâs expression, but Jarrod had disappeared without a trace.
Meanwhile, following Raegan, Nicole was about to enter the elevator.
Suddenly, a strong hand clamped onto Nicoleâs wrist as though it intended to crush her hand.
Nicole turned her head and found herself face to face with a man whose demeanor was as icy as his expression.
An intimidating aura surrounded him.
âNicole!â Jarrod called out.
His eyes were red, and he held Nicoleâs wrist in a tight grip as though he wanted to consume her.
Then, his thin lips parted and repeated the name, âNicole!â
âs BunnyBookery Nicole was wearing a s@xy black dress.
She was slender, but her figure was voluptuous and alluring.
Jarrod couldnât take his eyes off Nicoleâs face.
He knew she had come back alive, but seeing her in the flesh made every breath sting.
The pain was nothing less than what Jarrod had felt five years ago when he cradled the lifeless body which he assumed was Nicoleâs in his arms.
Night after night, he was tormented by that memory and the agony it brought.
Now, looking back, Jarrod found his deeds ridiculous.
Nicole had tricked him with a body that couldnât be identified.
After encountering Nicole that night, Jarrod had the bodyâs DNA checked, but it matched no one in the national database.
It seemed Nicole had used the body of some unknown homeless person to deceive him once again.
The thought of how this heartless woman had tricked him filled Jarrod with a burning rage.
He wanted to lash out at her, but for some reason, he couldnât suppress the longing to embrace her.
His heart ached unbearably.
Jarrod was sure that even the pain of a thousand arrows couldnât match this torment.
Nicole, on the other hand, showed no sign of surprise upon seeing Jarrod.
She simply raised an eyebrow and asked, âCould you release me, Mr.
Schultz?â Her tone was cool and detached as if she hadnât tricked Jarrod with that body at all.
Nicole was eerily composed as if there were no bitter feelings between her and Jarrod.
Jarrod was stunned by her calm demeanor.
He couldnât fathom how she could be so collected after everything.