Jarrod slept for an entire day and night.

When he awoke, Alec was crying beside his bed. “Mr. Schultz, you're finally awake... You scared me to death!"

Jarrod rubbed his sore forehead, still groggy from sleep.

"Mr. Schultz, I can't let you take such a risk again! You were up against a gang of ruthless robbers, dozens of them. How could you have possibly taken them on alone?" Alec had been genuinely scared this time.

The previous night, Jarrod had received a phone call that changed his expression dramatically, following which he had instructed Alec to locate Nicole.

Alec later discovered that the call had come from Jemma. He couldn't fathom why Jemma would call Jarrod instead of contacting Nicole's family or the police after finding Nicole missing. That call had nearly cost Jarrod's life.

Alec planned to look into Jemma more closely once they were back, suspecting that there was something unusual about her. His instincts told him that Jemma was no ordinary person.

When Alec learned of Nicole's last known location, he realized that she had run into a group that was dangerous and not to be trifled with.

Despite Alec's objections, Jarrod had been determined to find Nicole.

He had spent an entire day and night searching, ignoring Alec's appeals to rest.

Later, upon learning that Nicole might be at that base, Jarrod drove off without waiting for Alec.

By the time Alec caught up with Jarrod, Jarrod was already in an ambulance.

Alec was clueless about what had transpired before that.

In Jarrod's ward, there was a large bouquet of flowers, the type usually sent by a girl.

Jarrod's expression darkened, and he was about to speak when the door swung open.

"Hello." A sweet-looking girl approached.

Jarrod didn't recognize her.

Upon laying eyes on Jarrod's face, the girl was momentarily captivated. She walked over and said, "Sir, thank you for rescuing me and the other girls in the truck."

She set down the fruit basket she was carrying. Jarrod remained silent, and she was reluctant to leave. She never expected their rescuer to be this dashingly handsome.

To her, Jarrod possessed an authoritative presence, even with bandages around his head. He resembled the Prince Charming from the fairy tales she had read. Jarrod's eyes were piercing, his features striking. It was rare for girls from the bottom of society to meet someone like him.