Nicole kissed Jarrod fiercely, a wild echo of their college days flashing between them.

Nicole's passion was raw and undeniable, a stark contrast to the often coy or refined demeanor of other women. She was forthright and mesmerizing, like a siren drawing Jarrod in.

Jarrod had always been drawn to this vibrant energy in Nicole.

"Cherry... Cherry..." Jemma hesitated before saying, "Oh my, please don't upset Mr. Schultz anymore.. What's gotten into you?"

Her query seemed redundant since the reason was apparent. Nicole appeared to have consumed some doctored drink.

Clearly, this was Lowe's doing. He was known for his underhanded tactics and lack of morals.

With considerable effort, Jemma attempted to pull Nicole away.

“Bang!" Alec threw Lowe to the ground and hurried over to assist.

“Ouch! Ouch!" Lowe groaned, the fall sharply bringing him to his senses. He had only been drinking at home that night, not at the club.

The alcohol left Lowe reeling, and the physical altercation only worsened his nausea, threatening to vomit his dinner. Blood smeared his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was his or Nicole's.

Only then did Lowe realize he shouldn't have trusted the words of that bitch, Vicki. He bitterly regretted trusting her. He vowed to make Vicki pay, but now was not the time. Jarrod was already irate, and he dared not provoke Jarrod further. Jarrod was more daunting than any demon.

Lying on the ground, his vision blurred, Lowe was unaware of the events unfolding behind him.

Meanwhile, Alec steadied Jarrod while Jemma struggled to pull Nicole away.

Alec looked on, puzzled by Nicole's behavior, which was clearly not an act of sobriety.

The whole scene was baffling. It was like a once-in-a-thousand-years strange occurrence.

Alec still couldn't grasp what he had just witnessed. Why hadn't Jarrod pushed Nicole away? Just allowed her to kiss him? That wasn't typical behavior for Jarrod.

Jemma, dragging Nicole alongside her, turned to Jarrod with an apologetic look and said, “Mr. Schultz, I'm truly sorry. Cherry Lost control and disrespected you. I apologize on her behalf. Once she's sober, I'll ensure she apologizes personally. Please don't take this to heart. After all, she's not herself at the moment."

Jarrod remained silent, his lips bruised with a trace of red from Nicole's fervent kiss, adding an unintended allure to his already mysterious demeanor.

Alec interjected sharply, “You should leave now. An apology? Mr. Schultz doesn't want to see her. Just take her away quickly."

With a strained smile, Jemma replied, “Okay, I'm leaving."