Mitchel raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “Why not?"

"You fool!" Luis chuckled, chiding, "Put yourself in her shoes. Do you think Raegan will be delighted if she discovers you're planning to take her child away from her?"

Luis wanted to add that Mitchel's intentions were quite obvious, given the expression on his face.

Luis arched an eyebrow. It appeared that Raegan's child must be exceptionally adorable. He resolved to meet Janey when he had the chance.

Midway through their drinking spree, Jarrod's phone abruptly rang.

Uncertainty filled the room as Jarrod's countenance darkened while conversing on the phone.

After concluding the call, Jarrod rose abruptly and exited.

Luis gazed at Jarrod's departing figure and released a heavy sigh.

Since Nicole's passing, Jarrod seemed trapped in perpetual torment.

Luis had made futile attempts to persuade him.

Eventually, Mitchel spiraled into a similar abyss.

Observing his two closest friends grappling with profound melancholy, Luis couldn't help but feel helpless.

Fortunately, Mitchel had summoned the strength to lift his spirits, driven by his mother's presence. Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared on the horizon.

The only way to assuage Jarrod's guilt was to attend to Nicole's mother during the latter's final moments.

Meanwhile, there were busting sounds in the area. Jarrod arrived at the club. He began kicking open the doors, one by one.

Initially, the revelers inside were startled by his aggressive entrance, but their astonishment quickly gave way to enraged curses.

Jarrod paid no heed to the verbal barrage and continued his search, moving on to the next room.

Observing Jarrod's violent outburst, the club's manager, Jemma Acosta, grew fearful. She hurried over, lit a cigarette, and attempted to pacify Jarrod.

"Mr. Schultz, what brings you here today?" Jemma inquired.

Jarrod's handsome features darkened as he regarded Jemma.