Roscoe had been a significant presence in Austin's childhood, treating him kindly throughout. Despite his young age, Austin remembered those who had shown him kindness, prompting him to ask about Roscoe after a lengthy absence.

Nicole hesitated, unsure how to explain Roscoe's current condition.

If Austin discovered that Roscoe's memory loss had led to the failure to recognize him, it would shatter his heart.

“Roscoe is very busy right now. We'll arrange a visit when the time is right, okay?" Nicole explained.

Austin, always compliant, did not press further.

After some time spent talking, Nicole tucked Austin into bed and then left his room.

She was unfamiliar with the layout of Jarrod's villa, except for the guest rooms. Choosing one at random, she decided to unwind with a bath, having previously asked a servant to bring a change of clothes.

As she settled into the bath, she called out without looking, “Just put it down. Thank you.”

She enjoyed the sheer relief of the warm water. Exhausted from the events of the past few days, Nicole relished the bath's comfort, so much so that she had no desire to move.

It was only after finishing her bath and as she was about to retrieve her clothes that Nicole noticed the door hadn't closed. She turned around and froze.

Jarrod was there, standing by the bed, with her clothes laid out beside him.

Nicole instinctively tightened her grip on the towel around her.

Jarrod's laugh was sharp and mocking. "Why bother covering up? Have I not seen every part of you?" His voice was low, dripping with smugness.

Rather than relenting, Nicole clutched the towel even tighter. “Who let you in?"

A hint of amusement colored Jarrod's tone. "In my own house, do I need an invitation?"

Nicole hated to admit it, but he had a point.

Struggling to maintain her composure, Nicole demanded, “Get out. I need to get dressed."

Jarrod picked up the clothes from the bed and tossed them at her.

"Just wear these. It's not like I haven't seen you naked before."

Nicole rolled her eyes, deciding not to engage further. She grabbed the clothes and retreated into the bathroom.