Vicki and Jarrod had encountered each other on two separate occasions.

Although Jarrod wasn't particularly enthusiastic about Vicki, out of respect for Vicki's father, he made sure not to embarrass her. This gave Vicki the illusion that Jarrod was approachable.

With his identity as a CEO, Jarrod possessed a handsome appearance and a composed demeanor. Despite being a man of few words with a temper, many women still admired him. Vicki was pleased that most of his admirers didn't dare to make advances.

Having recently returned from abroad, Vicki perceived Jarrod's indifference to other women except for her as his lack of resistance against her advances.

With a sweet smile and a gentle voice, Vicki asked, “Jarrod, shall I invite you to dance?"

Jarrod's line of sight was suddenly blocked. Frowning upon seeing Vicki, he curtly replied, "Go find someone else. I'm in the middle of something."

He then attempted to pass by Vicki and continued walking forward.

Being rejected in public, Vicki felt embarrassed, and her face darkened. Despite Jarrod's previous lack of enthusiasm, he had not been so dismissive when her parents were around. She seized Jarrod's arm, insisting, “Jarrod, let me teach you. It's very easy."

Expressionlessly, Jarrod withdrew his arm and stated, "No."

Vicki faced repeated rejections, her eyes turning red as she pouted.

"Jarrod, my father has returned. He mentioned that I could seek assistance from you. I am entirely unfamiliar with this place. Could you kindly remain by my side?"

Jarrod glanced ahead, realizing Nicole had disappeared. His face darkened, losing his patience. "Miss Hampton, I'm not interested. Do you hear me?" he coldly declared.

While Vicki remained in a daze, Jarrod had already departed.

Vicki overheard the mocking whispers of women nearby.

“Look, Mr. Schultz is handsome, but he's too cold toward women."

“Ah... Thank goodness I didn't approach him. This is so embarrassing..."

Vicki stood rooted to the spot, her face flushing with anger as she listened to the ridicule of others. Observing Jarrod continue on his path without hesitation, she stamped her feet in frustration before storming off.

Jarrod reached the open space of the banquet hall and scanned the area, but he didn't spot Nicole.

Jarrod strode to the bartender and inquired coldly, “Have you seen a woman with curly hair in a shirt and skirt?"

The waiter was taken aback and pointed at a place not far away, saying respectfully, “There are actually many such women."