Jarrod couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness, rendering him momentarily speechless.

However, his happiness was short-lived.

The next moment, Nicole pointed at the entrance of the exhibition center and said with a sly smile, "Do you see that, Mr. Schultz? If you are willing to kneel in the most conspicuous spot of the exhibition center until I'm satisfied, I might consider giving you another chance. What do you think?"

Jarrod glanced in the direction Nicole had pointed, where the exhibition center's landmark stood. That path served as the main entrance for individuals attending major events, auctions, and press conferences at the exhibition venue.

Even a momentary presence there would thrust his name into headlines, and the impact would be even greater if he were to kneel until Nicole was satisfied. The potential impact and public reaction to Jarrod were easy to envision.

Seeing Jarrod's expression, Nicole's gaze grew more scornful. “Mr. Schultz, you claimed to be regretful and love me dearly just moments ago. But look at how cheap your so-called love is!"

Walking past Jarrod in her high heels, Nicole's confidence radiated.

However, her wrist was abruptly grabbed again.

Jarrod looked at Nicole with his piercing eyes and asked, "Are you serious? Will you give me another chance if I fulfill your request?"

Maintaining her composure, Nicole responded with a smile, "Mr. Schultz, actions speak louder than words. You have to show your sincerity first. Otherwise, how can I be certain you are sincere?"

It was evident that Nicole had no intention of providing a straightforward answer. Her motive seemed to lean toward bringing public humiliation to Jarrod, leaving Jarrod in a precarious position.

Jarrod released his grip and ambled toward the entrance without uttering a word.

Unfazed, Nicole turned around and made her way in the opposite direction.

Inside the elevator, two girls chattered animatedly about a peculiar sight outside.

"Is that guy kneeling by the gate an artist? He looks so stylish!"

"I doubt it. I heard that he is the CEO of the Schultz Group."

"The CEO? I have never seen a CEO that good-looking!"

"But seriously, is he crazy? Why is he kneeling in the blistering sun next to that sculpture?"

“Who knows what's going on in his head..."

The elevator pinged, and the doors slid open, drowning out the girls' discussion.