Meanwhile, Miguel arrived on the scene, feigning surprise.
âWhat⦠How did this happen?â he exclaimed.
âSir, thereâs no need to pretend with me!â Alec retorted sharply.
Miguel, trying to maintain his composure, responded coldly, âAlec, what do you mean? I donât understand!â
Alec scoffed.
âInteresting! Mr.
Schultz explicitly instructed me to relay the message that Miss Lawrence is not to be touched.
Whatâs the meaning of this attack? This thick stick was intended to kill her, wasnât it?â
Miguel feigned confusion.
âAlec, youâre accusing me wrongly.
I simply ordered that the thief caught at the banquet be punished according to our rules.
Who would have guessed that the thief was Miss Lawrence? Why would Miss Lawrence steal anything?â
Disgusted by Miguelâs charade, Alec spat on the ground.
âSave it! Donât pretend you donât recognize Miss Lawrence.
If you donât know her, then no one in the Watts family does?â He questioned, his tone full of scorn.
Alec was livid.
Jarrodâs condition was dire and his previous injuries were exacerbated by this fresh assault.
Courtesy was the last thing on anyoneâs mind now.
Miguel was indeed despicable! Miguel must be around since this was Roscoeâs wedding.
He failed to recognize Nicole?
What nonsense!
Alec had enough of dealing with Miguel.
This old scoundrel was merely spinning his tales, wasting time, and Alec couldnât afford to delay Jarrodâs medical attention any longer.
His back was drenched in Jarrodâs blood, and no delay could be afforded.
Alec hoisted Jarrod and made for the exit.
Earlier, Jarrod had rammed his car through the gate, badly damaging the front.
It was a costly vehicle, now in ruins.
Two bodyguards swung the doors open as Alec laid Jarrod across the back seat, preparing to rush to the hospital.
Once inside the car, Alec sensed something amiss.
Nicole hadnât followed! He initially thought she was being callous again, indifferent to Jarrodâs grave condition.
Just as Alec was about to reprimand her, he noticed the Watts familyâs bodyguards were preventing her from leaving.
Turning toward Miguel, Alec demanded, âWhatâs the meaning of this?â
Miguel maintained composure, his hand leisurely tracing his beard as he addressed Alec, âAlec, the accusation against Miss Lawrence regarding the theft of my familyâs heirloom remains ambiguous.
She is to remain under observation for the time being.
â
âMr.
Watts, have you considered the repercussions?â Alecâs countenance was icy, exuding an air reminiscent of Jarrodâs authoritative presence, commanding attention.
Miguel harbored a tinge of fear within, yet outwardly projected a facade of calm.
In his eyes, Alec was merely perceived as a subordinate and didnât count for anything! Without the role as Jarrodâs assistant, Alec wouldnât merit so much as a glance from him.
He would have promptly dismissed Alec long ago.
Alec chuckled icily and retorted, âMr.
Watts, I am an average individual, unable to discern your current intentions.
However, my employer possesses courage, ingenuity, and sagacity.
Do you truly believe your facade will deceive him? What are the odds?â
Alecâs words jolted Miguel into awareness.
Miguel found himself drenched in cold sweat at this remark.
Far from a fool, Jarrod possessed remarkable intelligence and astuteness.
Plus, Jarrod was adept at employing underhanded tactics!
Knowing he couldnât take action against Nicole today, Miguel attempted to diffuse the tension.
âAlec, youâve misconstrued the situation.
I detained Miss Lawrence with noble intentions.
â
Miguel chuckled awkwardly, his eye creases sharp as knives.
âI aim to conduct a thorough investigation to exonerate Miss Lawrence.
Itâs unjust for her to bear the stigma of a criminal record for such a significant incident, isnât it?â
Miguel possessed a silver tongue, his words carrying a persuasive charm.
With years of experience in the field, he navigated such scenarios with ease.