NovelEnglishI Beg You Howe's words echoed in the air.
His eagerness to overpower Nicole and strip off her clothes was evident.
Nicole felt his hot breath on her face, causing her stomach to churn violently.
She fought the urge to vomit.
Her piercing scream finally caught the attention of bystanders, including Jamie and Jarrod.
Jarrod's expression darkened instantly when he realized Howe was about to assault Nicole.
Noticing Jarrod's troubled look, Jamie quickly grabbed his arm and turned to face Howe.
"Howe, why here of all places?” Without waiting for his response, Jamie looked at the security guard and commanded, "Help my
brother up, will you? Just keep it cool.
What kind of woman is she even? How dare she behave so shamelessly here!" Jamie's accusatory words swiftly shifted public
opinion against Nicole.
Whispers spread among the onlookers.
Despite Howe's notorious reputation, the crowd) still condemned Nicole.
It was not until Howe was forcibly removed from the scene and saw the crowd around him that he regained sobriety.
At this moment, he adjusted his belt and echoed Jamie's sentiment.
"Sorry, I got a bit carried away.” His words insinuated a mutual consent that was not there.
Meanwhile, Jarrod’s dark eyes reddened upon seeing Nicole's disheveled clothes and the bucks near her chest.
"Clear out the crowd first," Jarrod commanded the security in a low and firm voice.
The guards quickly redirected the bystanders to a nearby stage where a couple of C-list celebrities were performing.
The crowd gathered there, drawn by the entertainment.
Once the area was emptied, Jarrod confronted Nicole, who was half-naked.
"Nicole, how could you stoop so low?" His words stung Nicole more painfully than a physical slap.
Her face burned with humiliation.
However, the absurdity of the situation soon struck Nicole as ironic.
There stood the infamous Howe, yet Jarrod seemed to believe she was the one at fault.
She thought about her loyalty to Jarrod and the fact that she had never been with another man.
Nicole felt unjustly accused.
She was cleaner than anyone else there.
How could Jarrod say such a thing? Realizing Jarrod knew Nicole, Howe walked over with a fawning smile.
"Jarrod, you know her? Great.
I'll take her away then." Howe reached for Nicole's arm, but she shook him off.
"Don't touch me! I don't know you!" Enraged by her rejection, Howe twisted the truth.
You're not leaving here without sleeping with me today!" With her face flushed with anger, Nicole shot back, "What kind of
nonsense are you talking about!” “Watch your manners, Howe," Jamie chimed in.
"Miss Lawrence is from the prestigious Lawrence family.
She's not someone you can just touch whenever you want." Jamie casually explained Nicole's background to Howe.
She knew him too well.
If Howe set his sights on a woman, he would go to any lengths to have her.
The more challenging the pursuit, the harsher he would be once he succeeded.
The fate of the last woman was a grim reminder of this.
Realizing Jamie's warning implied he could not succeed today, Howe masked his intentions with a sly smile.
"Ah, it seems like I misunderstood.
My apologies, Miss Lawrence.” Nicole eyed him warily.
"T'll make it up to you next time,” Howe added with a wicked grin.
His gaze was terrifying like a nest of venomous snakes.
He swore to himself he would do whatever it took to get her.
With that, Harold stumbled toward the deck and searched for another temporary conquest.
Jarrod cast a cold glance at Nicole and issued an order, "Throw her out!" Two security guards moved to carry out the order
without a second thought.
But Nicole, in a desperate bid, clung to Jarrod's trousers.
"Mr.
Schultz, please.
Just give me five minutes.” However, Jarrod was not swayed.
He kicked her away and commanded, "Get her out of here now!" The security guards immediately seized Nicole's arms and
prepared to escort her away.
"Miss Lawrence, perhaps it’s time to demonstrate your sincerity,” Jamie suggested with an enchanting tone.
Jamie's gaze drifted to the deck below Nicole, subtly hinting at something.
Nicole's eyelashes fluttered with distress, and her mind raced for a solution.
Plop! In a moment of desperation, Nicole knelt down.
i Apart from her parents, Nicole had never knelt before anyone but Jarrod.
At this moment, tears streamed down her face.
Nicole forced herself to calm down.
After a long while, she looked up at Jarrod and pleaded, “Mr.
Schultz, please, spare the Lawrence Group.” Jarrod turned to see Nicole, who was once so proud and strong, now kneeling
before him.
He thought he would feel triumphant and vindicated.
After all, he thought she had deceived and wronged him.
He should be filled with resentment toward her.
But why did his heart ache as if wounded by a dull blade? His eyes ached at the sight of her bent knees.
Why? Well, maybe it was because he was not ruthless enough.
Maybe that was the reason he didn't draw pleasure from her miserable look.
After all, Nicole was good at playing the victim.
He shouldn't get soft-hearted at her.
He should put aside his strange feelings toward her.
Jarrod's eyes hardened and regained their usual coldness and ruthlessness.
Kneeling before him, Nicole bowed her head and said, "There is something wrong with the contract with Saatchi and the Roissy
Group.
The Lawrence Group's very survival is at stake.
Please, show some mercy." Of course, Jarrod was well aware of it.
It was his doing, after all.
He had expected Nicole would come to beg him.
Therefore, he refused to see her.
"I heard you secured these deals after a wine-heavy meeting.
How come you encounter such problems so soon?” Jarrod asked, his eyes as cold as a glacier.
Upon hearing this, Nicole felt more certain the situation had something to do with him.
After all, she had obtained these deals without his knowledge.
"Mr.
Schultz, you can do what you want to me.
But please, spare the Lawrence Group.
Hundreds of employees depend on it.
I can't let them down." With a sneer tugging at the corners of his mouth, Jarrod replied, "That's none of my concern.” Nicole's
fingertips quivered subtly.
It was then that she realized he must have done it on purpose.
But even so, she had no other choice.
The only one who could save the Lawrence family was the same man who had brought it down.
With this thought in mind, she hit her head heavily on the ground.
Thud.
Again and again.
"Mr.
Schultz, please...
Please let go of the Lawrence Group...” Nicole said every time her head made contact with the ground.
She did not stop even until her forehead was stained with blood..
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