In the image, Nicole and Rhett's meeting place was evident. What drew Jarrod's attention was a medication box lying in the corner.

Jarrod knew Nicole faced health problems, but the medication's name was unfamiliar to him and unrelated to her known stomach treatments.

Instead, it appeared to be...

Jarrod's mind began connecting the dots, tuning out Rhett's conversation.

Rhett continued speaking, but Jarrod suddenly stood up and declared, "You can Leave now."

Rhett was momentarily speechless. Stunned for a few seconds, he persisted, "Mr. Schultz, please reconsider. What could be more crucial than a child's healthy psychological development?"

Paying no heed to Rhett's words, Jarrod approached his desk, activated the intercom, and instructed, "Escort Mr. Bates out.”

The assistant promptly arrived and courteously led Rhett away.

Despite this, Rhett maintained his professionalism, urging Jarrod to reconsider and prevent further escalation.

Jarrod entered the medication's name into his computer. The photograph Rhett had presented to him only centered on the agreement, with the drug barely visible in the corner, displaying only part of its mame. He typed the remembered letters, and the search results identified it as a drug used for terminating early pregnancies.

Early pregnancy... Jarrod was taken aback by those words. He sat at his computer, unaware of his assistant's initial efforts to get his attention for a meeting. "Mr. Schultz, the meeting is awaiting you..."

Before the assistant could finish, Jarrod cut in, "Check Nicole's recent movements, especially at the hospital."

The assistant nodded. “Right away. And the meeting?"

“Cancel it," Jarrod replied without hesitation.

The assistant found himself momentarily silenced, observing Jarrod's impulsive actions with surprise.

Upon the assistant's departure, Jarrod fixed his gaze on the computer screen, lost in contemplation, his brow knit with concentration. He pondered whether his suspicions were unfounded and overly distrustful.

Later that evening, at the bar.

Seated in a booth, Jarrod awaited the fashionably late Mitchel.

With a snort, Jarrod remarked, “It's increasingly challenging to catch up with you these days."

In a composed tone, Mitchel responded, “Bars no longer suit my preferences. My children object to the odor upon my return. Let's rendezvous at a restaurant next time."