Howe was in so much pain that he suddenly raised his hand.

A crisp slap sound echoed.

Howe slapped Nicole hard on the face.

"You bitch! Who do you think you are to hurt me? You must be courting death."

Then, he grabbed Nicole's hair and slammed her head against the railing of the yacht forcefully, trying to knock her unconscious.

Nicole felt like her head buzzed. Then, a burst of white light burst out from her head.

Nicole had not eaten anything the entire day, and she already felt very weak. So, when she was slapped hard by Howe, she felt her soul had left her body.

She closed her eyes. Suddenly, she felt a wine bottle underneath her.

She thought of smashing it on Howe's head.

But before Nicole could make a move, Howe noticed the bottle. He leaned over, picked it up, and raised it, smiling sinisterly.

"Do you want me to use this to serve you better?"

Howe's words echoed in the air. His eagerness to overpower Nicole and strip off her clothes was evident.

Nicole felt his hot breath on her face, causing her stomach to churn violently. She fought the urge to vomit.

Her piercing scream finally caught the attention of bystanders, including Jamie and Jarrod.

Jarrod's expression darkened instantly when he realized Howe was about to assault Nicole.

Noticing Jarrod's troubled look, Jamie quickly grabbed his arm and turned to face Howe.

“Howe, why here of all places?"

Without waiting for his response, Jamie looked at the security guard and commanded, "Help my brother up, will you? Just keep it cool.

What kind of woman is she even? How dare she behave so shamelessly here!"

Jamie's accusatory words swiftly shifted public opinion against Nicole.