Chapter 780

Chapter 780:

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He paused and added mockingly: "Haven't I seen it?"

It was clear that Alec was playing with Nicole. He had never liked Nicole, considering her unworthy of Jarrod's affections. Despite all the tenderness Jarrod showered Nicole upon her return, he did not hesitate to hurt Jarrod if it was granted by chance. What's more, Nicole even dared to go out with Roscoe on Valentine's Day, while Jarrod was still behind bars!

Alec doubted Nicole would ever be bothered by the suffering Jarrod had endured in prison. She was simply a heartless woman!

With a smug look, Alec guessed that Nicole would have a hard time now that Jarrod was free, untouched by those charges. The idea of ​​Nicole and Roscoe trying to overthrow Jarrod was completely ridiculous.

Alec, putting an arm around a woman next to him, commented nonchalantly, “Your little friend worked late last night. It must be exhausted. Have you ever wondered why he works so many hours? Is it to give you a better life?

Nicole pursed her lips and remained inflexible silence.

Alec gave a theatrical sigh and murmured, "What a shame..."

Nicole clenched her fists and asked coldly, “Pity?”

"Well. . .» Alec began, to leave the sentence unfinished. "It doesn't matter.

"What do you want from me?" Nicole asked.

Alec shifted slightly and giggled. "Miss Lawrence, your questions are so rigid, completely lacking in sincerity."

Seeing Alec staring at the bottle of imported wine on the table, Nicole picked it up and took a big gulp, drinking more than half of it.

“Is it enough?” The strong alcohol seared Nicole's throat, making her shudder and cough lightly. He slammed the bottle down and stared at Alec, eyes steely: “Alec, are you satisfied now?”

Alec couldn't help but think that Nicole might be upset. The drink was really strong. I had wanted to make things difficult for him, but I didn't expect him to drink two-thirds of the bottle so quickly.

Seeing that Alec remained silent, Nicole took the remaining half of the bottle and emptied it in one gulp.

"Stop drinking!" Alec's expression twisted in frustration. He cursed internally. Jarrod still hadn't decided what to do with Nicole. Nicole had a stomach illness. If he drank himself to death, he would be responsible.

Nicole swayed and crashed awkwardly into the table before collapsing to the floor in front of Alec.

Alec was shocked and exclaimed, “Damn it! Don't you dare die here..."

"Be quiet!" Nicole stood up abruptly, holding a fruit fork to Alec's neck as if she were ready to hit him.

The two women next to Alec screamed and covered their mouths, while Nicole glared at them. "Put down your phones, go to the bathroom and lock yourself in."

The two women, accustomed to avoiding problems, knew better than to get involved in situations that did not concern them. They quickly put down their phones and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind them.

Alec, overcome with anger, shouted, “Are you crazy? "How dare you?"

"Where is?" Nicole intensified her pressure, drawing a small line of blood from Alec's neck. «Tell me, where is Roscoe? Did you take it?

Alec suppressed his urge to curse, realizing that the enraged Nicole might make good on her threat. "I didn't take it," he snapped.

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