Chapter 1394

Chapter 1394:

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Lowe was a well-known wealthy man. However, the society and club girls he knew couldn't take their eyes off Jarrod whenever they saw him.

But Jarrod didn't even look at them or make any suggestive insinuations. Why?

Lowe really couldn't understand. He couldn't understand it…

Nicole coldly replied, “You two are not humans, so there’s no point in comparing.”

Lowe chuckled. “Well, Miss Lawrence, your perspective is unique. Maybe women like bad men. I'll be bad to you later and make you feel lost. Then you won’t miss Jarrod anymore.”

Lowe emphasized the last sentence. In his mind, he assumed Nicole was Jarrod's woman because of the lesson he had learned last time. He would not easily forget such a huge insult.

Lowe gently shook the corner of Nicole's clothes and sneered, "Why do you want to take a man away from my sister? She's been two-faced since she was a child, she's been able to manipulate my parents, and she's actually received praise for being kind. I've suffered a lot because of her. Now I'm starting to think that my situation may be her fault."

His tone was full of resentment, revealing years of pent-up anger.

«If it hadn't been for Vicki mentioning you, I wouldn't have gotten so angry and said those things to Jarrod. Then, Jarrod wouldn't have had someone mess with me, making it impossible for me to get an erection.

It's all because of her! I've suffered so much but I still haven't learned my lesson. I shouldn't have listened to her. She's too good at manipulating people.

You know, Vicki's reputation in the social circle didn't come from being good, but from getting others to do bad things. She painted herself as the good person, the fighter for justice, the noble and elegant Miss Hampton.

Lowe's anger grew as he spoke. He picked up the bottle and took a swig.

“You see, she brought Doreen here today and stirred up trouble with just a few words, leaving Doreen with all the blame for what happened today. See how clever she is? Jarrod is Doreen's uncle, so he can't do anything to Doreen. “My sister is the cleverest and most unbeatable.”

As Nicole listened, she began to feel strange. The drink Lowe forced her to take was taking effect. She felt hot and uncomfortable. An uncontrollable urge to beg for mercy welled up within her.

Nicole was about to lose control, her vision was starting to blur. Desperate, she grabbed the bottle of wine that was on the table.

Lowe cautiously stepped back and said, “Nicole, you’re a smart person. Why are you forcing me to use force? You should know that you can't hurt me now. Do you think you can hold the bottle? Your heart must be racing. Do you really think you can hurt me? Don’t overestimate yourself…”

"Bang!" A loud bang echoed through the room.

Lowe was stunned, speechless.

“You… You…” He tried to speak but couldn't form a sentence.

Nicole had smashed the bottle against her own head, breaking it and leaving a jagged edge. Blood ran down her hair, eyelashes and nose, creating a strange and terrifying sight in the warm light.

Blood stained her lips, making her look both beautiful and terrifying as she slowly opened her mouth and said, “I may not be able to hurt you, but I can hurt myself. Do you want to play with me? Then play with my corpse. “How about that?”

Lowe backed away, walking away in fear. I muttered, “What the hell! Crazy woman! Crazy! You're as crazy as that dog…”

How could Lowe play with a dead man… He wasn't that perverted.

I was crazy…

Nicole pressed the sharp end of the broken bottle against her neck.

Blood flowed down, making the situation even more dangerous.

“Do you want to play or not?” Nicole asked, slightly parting her blood-stained lips. “Don't be such a coward, Lowe… Aren't you afraid? What are you afraid of?”

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