Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1675

Chapter 1675:

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Nicole realized that arguing was pointless and dropped the subject. Once Dora was done, they headed toward the car, passing by the elevators. Suddenly, a boy burst into their path, running erratically and almost colliding with Nicole.

“Stop!” Jarrod intervenes abruptly, catching the girl just in time to prevent an incident.

“Why are you running? Who told you to run?” Jarrod asked, his voice filled with concern about the potential danger Nicole was due to her pregnancy.

The boy, intimidated by Jarrod's stern tone, began to cry loudly.

“Don't cry. Now, tell me, who did you feel?” Jarrod continued, unfazed by his tears.

Nicole, still recovering from the shock, remained silent. At that moment the boy's mother appeared, running towards them. "What are you doing?" she exclaimed, pushing her son away and looking at Jarrod suspiciously. "Why are you scaring my son?"

“You almost ran into my wife,” Jarrod replied coldly.

“So what if he did? He's just a kid. Do you think he did it on purpose? Even if he had run into her, it wouldn't have been fatal, right?” the mother argued, her tone sharp and dismissive. “You're an adult, bullying a child. Aren’t you ashamed?” the mother commented.

Nicole was taken back, rendered speechless by the woman's harsh criticism, who ignored her son's risky behavior and focused solely on scolding Jarrod. Uninterested in further debate, Jarrod turned to his bodyguard and instructed, "Track his movements today."

As the bodyguards began to approach, the mother became alarmed and shouted: “What is going on? Are they trying to kidnap my son? Someone help me! “Kidnappers.”

Their alarmed cries attracted a group of onlookers who, observing Jarrod and his imposing bodyguards, mistook them for the instigators. Curious and worried murmurs arose from the crowd.

"What is going on? Could it be child traffickers operating in plain sight?" one person asked.

Another added sceptically: "They seem reputable, but they look like criminals. Someone should call the police."

“Typical of these wealthy individuals, always creating trouble and intimidating others,” another passerby commented. The murmurs intensified, fueling a charged atmosphere.

In the confusion, the boy's mother tried to sneak away quietly with him. Jarrod, ever vigilant, quickly intercepted them and asked, "Where do you think you're going?"

The boy's mother became even more upset when Jarrod grabbed her, throwing himself on the ground and shouting, "If you want to hit someone, hit me! Don't hurt my son! He was just running a little too fast, and he didn't 'Don't even touch your wife. Why are you treating us like this?'

The boy's mother probably heard the murmurs from the crowd, realizing that they were accusing Jarrod of being a bully. With the wealth gap in society, it was common for people to feel hatred toward the rich, resenting their tendency to dominate others.

"Don't drag them like that. It's not right."

"Yes, why are you taking them? Are you acting as a vigilante? Our laws don't support that."

"Just because you have money doesn't give you the right to mistreat people! It's shameful."

Although many expressed their disapproval, only one man intervened to pull the bodyguards away from the mother and child. The man shouted defiantly: “Arrest me if you have to! I refuse to accept that there is no justice. Has our society really become a playground for the rich?”

The chorus of complaints intensified.

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