While chatting with her friends around her, Jamie leaned against Jarrod's chest.

Nicole had been waiting there for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare a glance at her. She had witnessed how Jarrod doted on Jamie. He was so thoughtful that he stopped Jamie from drinking, took off his coat, and wrapped it around Jamie's shoulders.

He also showered Jamie with affectionate smiles.

While watching Jarrod smile charmingly, Nicole was stunned for a moment .

She could no longer remember the last time she saw Jarrod smile like this.

Jarrod had a dimple at the corner of his mouth. When he smiled, his intimidating aura softened. It seemed he had transformed into a sunny and dashing young man.

However, he rarely smiled. It could be said that he hardly ever did, except when he was with Jamie.

After all, the business world was like a battlefield. And a company needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not a gentleman. Jarrod knew how to avoid showing his vulnerability very well.

He would only put away his arrogance when Jamie was around. He became the thoughtful Jarrod that Nicole remembered.

Suddenly, the pungent smell of alcohol filled the air.

Then, there was a loud splash.

Before Nicole could react, red wine splattered onto her white coat.

After this, a voice with a strong smell of alcohol sounded.

“Qops!

I'm sorry, sweetie. My bad! My hand is slippery. I didn't mean to spill wine all over you."

Nicole looked up and saw Howe Powell, Jamie's elder brother.

She remembered him because she saw him in a video she had watched before.

Before Nicole could say anything, Howe remarked, “Let me dry those wine for you."

As he spoke, he extended his hands to Nicole.

But he splashed his wine on Nicole's chest. His lewd expression made it look like he wanted to take advantage of the situation to touch her.