With a gesture from Deniz, a group of barmaids entered, dressed in revealing attire and drawing all eyes.

Deniz pointed out two particularly striking women, instructing them, "Take special care of Mr. Schultz."

These two women were well-trained and walked toward Jarrod as instructed immediately.

Their eyes lit up when they saw Jarrod. Such a dashing guy was seldom seen here.

They approached him unabashedly and settled on either side, hands provocatively on Jarrod's legs.

“Mr. Schultz, what would you like to do now?"

Deniz chuckled at their forwardness.

"You're both quite fortunate to attend to a man of Mr. Schultz's caliber."

Jarrod didn't dismiss their advances, enveloping them with an arm each and boldly finishing the drink nestled against one's curves.

The wine's aroma lingered as Jarrod squinted his eyes at Nicole and, with a mocking smile, he toyed with his phone.

"Miss Lawrence, should I get your family's permission for you?"

Nicole's heart seemed to lurch at the mention of her family.

Suddenly, Nicole felt a grip around her throat, stealing her breath away.

She was certain Jarrod intended to torment her this evening.

If she failed to appease Jarrod, he might unleash his fury upon her family.

Was she to ingratiate herself with these men, like a whore?

A scornful smile crept across Nicole's face.

Very well, she would comply with his desires.

She shed her bulky coat, unveiling her slender legs and smooth skin.

Her undergarments scarcely concealed her curves.