“Fuck you!" Howe collapsed, clutching his leg and cursing in pain.

“Ah!" Another scream echoed through the room.

Bruised and battered, Nicole extracted the knife from Howe's leg.

“You fucking crazy bitch! You dare to stab me? Go to hell!"

Nicole crouched down, grinning, and lifted the knife.

Slash, slash... Nicole heard the sound of the knife slicing through flesh.

With each insult Howe hurled, Nicole jabbed the knife into Howe's legs.

"Ah! Ah!" Howe's screams filled the air.

Distracted, Nicole didn't notice Howe sneakily reaching for a remote and pressing a button.

Beep! An alarm blared.

Gritting his teeth in pain, Howe sneered, “You bitch! Just wait till my bodyguards get here. You're done for!"

He'd hit the alarm to summon his bodyguards.

This villa, originally a gift from Jarrod to Jamie, had been cleverly transferred to Howe by Jamie.

Though Howe seldom visited this villa, he always had two bodyguards with him, anticipating trouble due to his unsavory activities.

Nicole's heart pounded as she remembered considering running away, only to spot two muscular men at the door. That was why she'd run upstairs instead.

Not wanting to waste time, Nicole quickly barricaded the door with the only chair in the room.

Soon, a persistent knocking resounded from the other side.

Howe's legs were both stabbed, causing him to bleed profusely. Unable to stand, he yelled toward the door, "Enough with the banging! Just break it open!"

Nicole quickly gagged Howe with a cloth.

Lying on the floor, Howe's whimpers filled the air as his wounds continued to bleed. His condition was pitiful.