At just under thirty, it was hard for Miguel to believe that Nicole couldn't have children. Jarrod's revelation made him rethink everything.

Jarrod continued, “You know your son well. He's a devoted man who would never betray the woman he loves by having children with someone else."

Miguel knew this to be true. Roscoe was so determined and loyal that changing his mind would be nearly impossible. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stood his ground against the Schultz family so stubbornly. But if Nicole really couldn't have children, he needed to consider other possibilities. There had to be another option.

Miguel's aged eyes gleamed sharply as he looked at Jarrod. “Mr. Schultz, my efforts alone won't be enough. We need your cooperation to have Miss Lawrence come back. What do you say?"

Jarrod knew Miguel had decided. Pleased with the outcome, he stood up and declared, "Of course, Mr. Watts. We don't need to be rivals. If we work together, the future will be better for both of us."

"Of course." Miguel nodded respectfully but remained cautious.

Despite Jarrod's words, he'd already excluded the Watts family from future partnerships. Miguel was simply too sly.

After leaving, Jarrod began pondering ways to force Nicole back to his side. She had turned prickly and now resented him fiercely.

Just as he was deep in thought, his phone rang. It was the maid from the villa. "Mr. Schultz, your son is running a high fever. It seems serious. He's passed out!" she said, her voice trembling.

Austin's frail image crossed Jarrod's mind, making him wonder how Austin could be so delicate that a simple fever could make him faint.

The maid continued urgently, "The nanny caring for him is crying and begging to take him to the hospital. What should I do?"

The maid didn't dare to make decisions on her own, being just a servant responsible for Austin's daily needs. The bodyguards outside wouldn't let Austin leave. If the manny hadn't knelt down to emphasize the gravity of the situation, the maid wouldn't have made the call.

Jarrod commanded without hesitation, "Get the family doctor to take a look. Hold on!"

He thought of something and quickly said, “Hand the phone to the nanny and let her make one call. Stay close by and keep track of the time."

"Understood, sir." The maid was puzzled by Jarrod's sudden change of plan, but she had to follow his orders. She hurried upstairs, handed the phone to the nanny who was caring for Austin, and relayed, "Mr. Schultz said you can make a call."

The nanny, confused, asked nervously, "Why hasn't Mr. Schultz sent us to the hospital yet? Austin is so ill..."

The maid saw Austin's flushed face and felt a pang of guilt but couldn't help. “This is his order. Are you going to make the call or not?" she asked firmly.

"Yes.. Yes, I'll call," the nanny replied through gritted teeth. She knew Jarrod was forcing her to call Nicole. She had told Austin before that they needed to behave, avoid causing trouble, and not make Nicole worry about them.

The nanny never expected Austin to bear her words in mind and endure his discomfort in silence until he fainted from a high fever.

Terrified, the manny abandoned her hesitation and called Nicole immediately.