Fear gripped Jamie as she realized the gravity of her situation. Who would have thought she'd escape one peril only to stumble into a worse one? Shaking, she murmured, “Mr. Bates, I apologize. I didn't mean to come here. I'll just leave now..."

In her panic, Jamie fumbled with the car door, attempting to jump out even though they were on an elevated road. Suddenly, the idea of the bodyguards she had fled from seemed almost comforting compared to the man. The man was the most intimidating person she had ever encountered. She had narrowly escaped death at his hands before.

As Jamie reached for the door handle, she realized it was locked. In desperation, she clasped her hands together, pleading, “I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Mr. Bates. Please, let me go. I'll leave and never return..."

Confined to the tight space of the car seat, Jamie couldn't kneel, so she continued wringing her hands, hoping for even a hint of mercy.

Meanwhile, the man, clearly adept, skillfully dodged the cars chasing them while simultaneously questioning Jamie, "So, tell me, what brought you here so recklessly?"

Tears and snot mingling on her face, Jamie looked utterly miserable as she sobbed. "I... I just wanted to see if I could... If I could kill that woman..."

The man arched an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “You want to kill Nicole? Why?"

At the mention of Nicole, Jamie's fear momentarily subsided, replaced by a surge of jealousy and hatred. “Because I despise her. Why does she always win Jarrod's love so effortlessly? I love Jarrod more than she ever could. If I can't have him, then no one will... I might as well let Jarrod also endure the agony of losing his true love, hahaha..."

Jamie's expression contorted into one of derangement, but the man remained calm, a peculiar smile playing on his lips. “You detest her that much? Shouldn't you feel the same about Jarrod? Maybe you should kill them both."

Hearing the name "Jarrod" made Jamie's expression darken with loathing. "You think I don't want him dead? But he's always protected by those elite bodyguards. There's no way I can get close. Naturally, I'd target someone easier."

The saying “bully the weak, fear the strong" captured Jamie's approach perfectly.

Moreover, Jamie had plans to move overseas and start afresh, hoping to live a tranquil life with the money she'd received. She wasn't willing to gamble everything on a confrontation with Jarrod.

The man's expression grew intriguing. “What if I told you I could give you that chance?"

“What kind of chance?" Jamie inquired, her tone cautious, not forgetting the nature of the man she was speaking to.

The man's eyes gleamed with a dangerous allure as he proposed, "I can give you the opportunity to eliminate Jarrod. If you succeed, I'll drop all pursuits. You'll be free to leave the country. How does that sound?"

"Really?" Jamie's voice was tinged with disbelief. Dealing with the man, she considered eliminating Jarrod might indeed be the lesser of two evils.

When faced with two daunting challenges, one inevitably seemed more surmountable than the other.

Certainly, to Jamie, the enigmatic man standing before her was more terrifying, mostly because of his unknown origins. This mystery made him a daunting adversary, beyond the reach of any strategy. Yet, Jarrod was more exposed, having several weak points. Among these were Nicole, Nicole's unborn child, and that damned Austin...

Dark schemes started forming in Jamie's mind with the intent to make use of these vulnerabilities. Her determination to act was palpable.

The man nodded affirmatively. "I mean what I say. If you succeed, I'll definitely let bygones be bygones. My word is my bond."