"Save him?" Nicole replied with a cold, sarcastic smile. “Would you forgive someone who drove your father to suicide? Would you forgive someone who destroyed your family and your life? Would you forgive someone who pushed you to the hell?"

Her questions were laden with deep resentment.

Alec couldn't find the word to retort. As Jarrod's assistant, he was aware of Nicole's past sufferings. He noticed Jarrod's reluctance and indecisiveness. But for Nicole, those days were filled with sheer despair.

Feeling utterly helpless, Alec implored, "Miss Lawrence, please, we're talking about a human life here."

Nicole scoffed. "And what's so precious about Jarrod's life? Did he ever hesitate when he destroyed my family?"

Alec found himself without words to respond. Though Jarrod wasn't directly responsible for Wesson's death and Dora's illness, their tragic fate was deeply entwined with his actions.

Unexpectedly, Wesson chose to end his life by jumping from a building, mirroring the fate of Jarrod's father.

"In this world, no one is above anyone else. Every life is equal.

That's why Jarrod must face the consequences of his actions!" With those words, Nicole got into her car.

As Nicole rolled down the window, she gave Alec a chilling look and said, "You wouldn't understand the pain unless the knife was in your own flesh. You chose silence before, so stay silent now. But if you cross the line again, I won't hold back."

Suddenly, Nicole remembered she had a message for Jarrod. "Alec, tell Jarrod I'll hold the funeral for him if he doesn't survive this ordeal."

With that, Nicole accelerated her red sports car away.

Alec didn't dare to block the car's path. He stepped aside, watching the red car speed off into the distance. Then, he made his way back to the square.

Despite the rain, Jarrod knelt with a posture more rigid than any statue.

As Alec approached, he noticed Jarrod pressing the wound on his leg with his thumb.

The rain had washed the wound, turning it pale. Without the blood, it resembled a piece of drowned, lifeless skin.

It was clear that Jarrod wasn't thinking straight. His lips moved slightly, trying to form words, yet no sound came out.

Trying to read Jarrod's lips, Alec grasped Jarrod was still uttering Nicole's name.

Unable to hold back his emotions, Alec knelt down, bursting into tears. "Mr. Schultz, I'm so sorry... I couldn't find Miss Lawrence..."

Alec lied. He had hesitated to share the truth, unsure if Jarrod could take it.