Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1403

Chapter 1403:

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Knowing when to step back, however, was a wisdom Jemma had learned well.

Jemma, with her vast experience, quickly concealed her irritation, her expression turning into a conciliatory smile.

“Okay, Alec, you're right. I was out of line. “We’re leaving now.”

Turning to Jarrod, Jemma said, “Mr. Schultz, please…”

He was about to leave, but Jarrod's imposing figure blocked his way.

His voice low, Jarrod said, “There's no hurry. You go up first.”

Trapped and still holding Nicole, Jemma had no way out. Since Jarrod had spoken, she saw no need to argue further.

However, Alec's earlier insult still stung, prompting her to retort, "But Alec seems upset. Maybe we should go down first. It's not that urgent. Cherry can wait one more minute."

Jarrod raised an eyebrow. “Don't pay attention to him.”

Reassured by Jarrod's response, Jemma allowed herself a small smirk. She shot a challenging glance at Alec, her smile turning provocative. Her earlier irritation dissipated a little.

Alec caught Jemma's gaze and clenched his jaw in frustration. It was obvious that the woman was mocking him. I have sulked silently.

Despite his anger, Alec had no choice but to follow them to the elevator.

Once the elevator doors closed, the space, now shared with two tall men, felt exceptionally cramped, especially with Nicole unsteady on her feet, swaying slightly.

Nicole’s cheeks were tinted with a seductive blush as she murmured weakly, “Jemma. I feel… So… uncomfortable… Help me…”

At his words, the tension in the elevator changed noticeably.

Jarrod maintained his composure, his expression only changing slightly.

Alec's face, however, turned deep red and then almost purple with embarrassment. As a man well acquainted with the allure of women, Nicole's breathless tone was almost unbearable to him.

If it weren't for Jarrod's presence, Alec's reaction might have been stronger. He cursed inwardly, reluctantly admitting that Nicole was indeed attractive.

Nicole's charm was more captivating than any Alec had ever encountered before, natural and effortless, a genuine sensuality that seemed to emanate from her core, embodying the quintessence of feminine allure in every gesture and tone.

Jarrod noticed Alec's discomfort, who remained stoic and impassive.

As the elevator reached their floor, the doors opened to reveal a lineup of handsome young men standing at attention. “Good evening, distinguished guests,” they greeted cordially.

The club had prepared a selection of male escorts who combined youthful vigor with rugged good looks, and whose well-defined physiques appealed to a wide range of tastes.

Known for their charm and ability to entertain, the club's male escorts offered respite to those seeking relaxation.

Alec's expression, however, was tinged with disapproval. His strong sense of traditional masculinity made it difficult for him to accept men who engaged in such work, despite their outward proclamations of workplace equality. I have scoffed. “What nonsense, acting so effeminate…”

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