Jemma, caught in the middle, blanched at the suddenness.
She found herself trapped between the icy demeanor of Jarrod behind her and the fiery onslaught of Nicole in front.
Jemmaâs mind whirled with confusion.
What⦠What was happening?
Alec halted, staring in disbelief.
What on earth was happening?
Having been forced down the doctored drink, Nicole seemed tormented, as if she were on fire.
Her mouth was dry, desperately clinging to Jarrodâs lips as if they were a lifeline in the desert.
Nicole ki*sed Jarrod fiercely, a wild echo of their college days flashing between them.
Nicoleâs passion was raw and undeniable, a stark contrast to the often coy or refined demeanor of other women.
She was forthright and mesmerizing, like a siren drawing Jarrod in.
Jarrod had always been drawn to this vibrant energy in Nicole.
âCherry⦠Cherryâ¦â Jemma hesitated before saying, âOh my, please donât upset Mr.
Schultz anymore.
.
Whatâs gotten into you?â
Her query seemed redundant since the reason was apparent.
Nicole appeared to have consumed some doctored drink.
Clearly, this was Loweâs doing.
He was known for his underhanded tactics and lack of morals.
With considerable effort, Jemma attempted to pull Nicole away.
âBang!â Alec threw Lowe to the ground and hurried over to assist.
âOuch! Ouch!â Lowe groaned, the fall sharply bringing him to his senses.
He had only been drinking at home that night, not at the club.
The alcohol left Lowe reeling, and the physical altercation only worsened his nausea, threatening to vomit his dinner.
Blood smeared his face, and he couldnât tell whether it was his or Nicoleâs.
Only then did Lowe realize he shouldnât have trusted the words of that bitch, Vicki.
He bitterly regretted trusting her.
He vowed to make Vicki pay, but now was not the time.
Jarrod was already irate, and he dared not provoke Jarrod further.
Jarrod was more daunting than any demon.
Lying on the ground, his vision blurred, Lowe was unaware of the events unfolding behind him.
Meanwhile, Alec steadied Jarrod while Jemma struggled to pull Nicole away.
Alec looked on, puzzled by Nicoleâs behavior, which was clearly not an act of sobriety.
The whole scene was baffling.
It was like a once-in-a-thousand-years strange occurrence.
Alec still couldnât grasp what he had just witnessed.
Why hadnât Jarrod pushed Nicole away? Just allowed her to ki*s him? That wasnât typical behavior for Jarrod.
Jemma, dragging Nicole alongside her, turned to Jarrod with an apologetic look and said, âMr.
Schultz, Iâm truly sorry.
Cherry Lost control and disrespected you.
I apologize on her behalf.
Once sheâs sober, Iâll ensure she apologizes personally.
Please donât take this to heart.
After all, sheâs not herself at the moment.
â
Jarrod remained silent, his lips bruised with a trace of red from Nicoleâs fervent ki*s, adding an unintended allure to his already mysterious demeanor.
Alec interjected sharply, âYou should leave now.
An apology? Mr.
Schultz doesnât want to see her.
Just take her away quickly.
â
With a strained smile, Jemma replied, âOkay, Iâm leaving.
â