Nicole fixed him with a steely gaze and enunciated each word, “I'm not jesting. Both you and your sister will pay the price!"

Lowe thought Nicole was just being stubborn and pretending to be reserved. He wondered if she would still resist him after the drink took effect.

Taking his time, Lowe chatted with Nicole about various topics, trying to find ways to stimulate himself since he couldn't achieve an erection.

“Miss Lawrence, can you tell me why women like you are all interested in someone like Jarrod?" Lowe asked sincerely. "I'm not that bad, am I? Why do women only care about my money and not me?

Damn it! Jarrod is so cold and treats women poorly. Is it because he has some secret that makes women feel especially comfortable in bed?

"Hmm?"

Lowe couldn't comprehend why so many women were drawn to Jarrod. He wasn't bad-Looking, even if he wasn't as handsome as Jarrod.

Wasn't status and identity supposed to be a man's greatest assets?

Lowe was a well-known wealthy man. Yet, the socialites and club girls he knew couldn't take their eyes off Jarrod whenever they saw him.

But Jarrod didn't even look at them or give them any suggestive hints. Why was that?

Lowe really couldn't understand. He couldn't figure it out...

Nicole responded coldly, "You're both not human, so there's no point in comparing."

Lowe chuckled. “Well, Miss Lawrence, your perspective is unique. Maybe women just like bad men. I'll be bad to you later and make you feel lost. Then you won't miss Jarrod anymore."

Lowe deliberately emphasized the last sentence. In his mind, he assumed Nicole was Jarrod's woman because of the lesson he had learned last time. He wouldn't easily forget such a huge insult.

Lowe gently flicked the corner of Nicole's clothes and teased, "Why do you want to take a man away from my sister? She's been two-faced since childhood, able to manipulate my parents and actually receive praise for being kind. I've suffered so much because of her. Now, I'm starting to think my situation might be her fault."

His tone was full of resentment, revealing years of pent-up anger.

“If it wasn't for Vicki's mentioning you, I wouldn't have gotten so angry and said those things to Jarrod. Then, Jarrod wouldn't have had someone mess with me, making it impossible for me to have an erection. It's all because of her! I've suffered so much but still didn't learn my lesson. I shouldn't have listened to her. She's too good at manipulating people. You know, Vicki's reputation in the social circle didn't come from being good, but from getting others to do bad things. She painted herself as the good person, the justice fighter, the noble and elegant Miss Hampton.”

Lowe's anger grew as he spoke. He picked up the bottle and took a drink. “You see, she brought Doreen here today and stirred up trouble with just a few words with Doreen taking all the blame for today. See how smart she is? Jarrod is Doreen's uncle, so he can't do anything to Doreen. My sister is the smartest and invincible."

As Nicole listened, she began to feel strange. The drink Lowe forced her to take was taking effect. She felt hot and uncomfortable. An uncontrollable urge to beg for mercy welled up inside her.

Nicole was on the verge of losing control, her vision starting to blur. Desperately, she grabbed the wine bottle on the table.