The wedge between the Hampton and the Schultz families had grown deeper.

Hampton family's efforts to protect themselves would, undoubtedly, aid in sending Jarrod to prison.

The Hampton family was not an innocent party in the contract incident.

Nicole took great pleasure in seeing them fight each other and suffer the consequences of their actions.

Jarrod easily understood her little tricks. The funny thing was that while he was racking his brain on how to treat her well and make her stay by his side, she was scheming on how to hit him where it hurt the most and how to deliver the fatal blow.

With narrowed eyes, Jarrod scoffed. “You went through all this trouble just to get me imprisoned, didn't you?"

Jarrod's dark eyes glittered dangerously, as if one look could destroy the light in someone's eyes.

Nicole was not intimidated, her expression calm as she remarked, "Mr. Schultz, you must be tired of acting alongside me."

In fact, the reality had finally dawned on Nicole. Jarrod was also acting. Otherwise, how could he have so much knowledge of her plan to steal the documents? Logically speaking, Jarrod should have caught her red-handed when she handed the files to Lowe. Unfortunately, he hadn't expected he would pass out in the bathtub, which allowed her to escape.

Jarrod's present composure showed that he was confident he was in control of the entire situation.

Nicole smirked to herself. This man was about to pay the price for his arrogance.

Nicole extended her hands and fixed Jarrod's suit, as if brushing off some dust, and taunted, "You're a very talented actor, Mr. Schultz.

Putting the effort into you was worth it."

Jarrod didn't smile or display any annoyance. His expression instantly turned stony. Stepping forward, he extended his arm and gently grabbed Nicole's chin. There was a chilly undertone to his voice as he said, "Nicole, I'm giving you one last chance. If you declare that you're willing to stay with me and will never get involved with other men again..."

Jarrod paused, his expression saying that he was making a big sacrifice. His fingers gripped her chin tighter and he enunciated each word forcefully, "I'll let this matter go."

Nicole felt that Jarrod's brain was malfunctioning. Things had reached this point, yet he was still speaking so unrealistically.

Even if she had said so, could her words be trusted? Was there any meaning of the vows or promises made between two people with such deep-rooted animosity?

Their relationship was like a shattered mirror. No matter how hard they tried to fix it, the cracks remained, making the person Looking in the mirror appear ugly.

“Let the matter go?" Nicole reined in her anger, but her trembling eyelashes betrayed her fury as she spat out, "Tell me, Jarrod. How should I get even for my father's death? I wish you were dead, but you stand in front of me and tell me to let it go?"

"Nicole, I didn't have any hand in your father's death, and I never sent anyone to deliver that document to him," Jarrod protested. He wasn't a man who usually explained himself, but that incident from years ago was his biggest regret.