It was evident that Roscoe had lost his use for the Watts family.
Given Miguelâs ruthless disposition, it was crucial to ensure Doreenâs safety swiftly.
Alec nodded.
âIâll take care of it.
â
âButâ¦â Alec hesitated.
âDoreenâs mother came by again, but I told her you werenât in the office, so she left.
â
âAlright,â Jarrod replied, his tone unchanged.
He seemed resolute about teaching Doreen a lesson this time.
Alec shared Jarrodâs sentiments.
Although he harbored a dislike for Nicole, Doreenâs reckless behavior was even more troubling.
Jarrod had frequently had to intervene on Doreenâs behalf.
It was an opportune moment to curb Doreenâs recklessness.
Jarrod then ordered, âKeep an eye on Miguel.
If he moves against Roscoe, ensure Roscoe has an escape route.
â
âWhat? What do you mean?â Alec exclaimed in shock.
Jarrod had always intended to eliminate Roscoe.
Why show mercy now?
âSir, did you actually eat what that woman cooked for you?â Alec asked, suspecting Jarrodâs judgment was impaired.
Even if they chose not to eliminate Roscoe, aiding him was unnecessary.
The true danger came from Miguel, Roscoeâs grandfather, not them.
âEnough talk.
Follow my orders.
â Jarrod dismissed Alec with a wave of his hand.
Muttering under his breath, Alec left the room, frustrated.
He still needed to convey Jarrodâs instructions and bolster security around the Watts family.
After spending time with Austin, Nicole left the house.
She had learned from her friend that the woman who stayed close to Roscoe was a witch, uttering spells to manipulate parasitic insects.
This revelation sent a chill through Nicole.
Why was Miguel so harsh with Roscoe? Could it be that Roscoe was not his son?
With these questions swirling in her mind, Nicole parked her car near the Wattsâ villa and waited in hiding.
Hours later, she spotted the witch clad in red leaving the house alone.
Nicole started the car and followed her.
The witch drove her car to a rundown factory.
After parking, she scanned the surroundings with caution before proceeding inside.
Nicole, making sure the coast was clear, donned a black baseball cap and exited her vehicle.
She moved toward the factory door, glancing around anxiously before quietly entering.
Once inside, Nicole found the room empty.
Her heart raced, and suddenly, someone from behind pressed a handkerchief over her mouth and nose.
She had little time to react before losing consciousness.
The witch approached the unconscious Nicole, crouching down to scrutinize her face as if evaluating a product.
After a moment, she turned to a muscular man beside her and said, âThis is her.
â
The witch stood and clapped her hands.
âAlright, take her.
â
The man acknowledged, then quickly stuffed Nicole into a burlap sack and threw her into a car as if she weighed nothing.
He slammed the door shut and drove away.
The witch then instructed another man standing by Nicoleâs car, âTake this car to a remote area and burn it.
â
The man nodded and drove Nicoleâs car away.
Just as the witch was about to follow the car that took Nicole, she received an unexpected phone call.
After a brief discussion, she changed her plans.