However, Jarrod was not swayed. He kicked her away and commanded, "Get her out of here now!"

The security guards immediately seized Nicole's arms and prepared to escort her away.

“Miss Lawrence, perhaps it's time to demonstrate your sincerity,"

Jamie suggested with an enchanting tone.

Jamie's gaze drifted to the deck below Nicole, subtly hinting at something.

Nicole's eyelashes fluttered with distress, and her mind raced for a solution.

Plop! In a moment of desperation, Nicole knelt down.

Apart from her parents, Nicole had never knelt before anyone but Jarrod.

At this moment, tears streamed down her face.

Nicole forced herself to calm down. After a long while, she Looked up at Jarrod and pleaded, “Mr. Schultz, please, spare the Lawrence Group."

Jarrod turned to see Nicole, who was once so proud and strong, now kneeling before him. His eyebrows twitched.

He thought he would feel triumphant and vindicated.

After all, he thought she had deceived and wronged him. He should be filled with resentment toward her.

But why did his heart ache as if wounded by a dull blade?

His eyes ached at the sight of her bent knees.

Why? Well, maybe it was because he was not ruthless enough. Maybe that was the reason he didn't draw pleasure from her miserable look.

After all, Nicole was good at playing the victim.

He shouldn't get soft-hearted at her. He should put aside his strange feelings toward her.

Jarrod's eyes hardened and regained their usual coldness and ruthlessness.

Kneeling before him, Nicole bowed her head and said, “There is something wrong with the contract with Saatchi and the Roissy Group.