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“Huh? That’s it? What kind of trick is this?”

Rosalynn’s lips curved in an impish smirk and she drawled, “Mr.

Nixon, Evanhua has traditional acupuncture techniques.

I’m not an expert, but I happen to know a bit of it.

”

Understanding dawned on Arthur’s face.

He murmured, “You really are something.

”

Rosalynn tilted her head, acknowledging his compliment, but didn’t reply.

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Even though she was skilled in martial arts, she was pregnant right now and couldn’t afford to fight this burly man head-on.

Her only option was to exploit his underestimation and use her wits to outsmart him.

While the trick had been explained, there was one thing that still baffled Arthur.

“How did you know that I’ve been waking up in pain at night in recent times?”

Rosalynn looked at him askance.

“Have you not consulted a physician for your ailments? Your red nose is obviously a symptom of gout, which is caused by long-term drinking.

I think it’s best you go easy on the alcohol from now on for the sake of your health.

”

Arthur rubbed his red nose, grumbling, “It’s just a minor ailment, no need to bother a doctor.

”

Rosalynn cautioned, “Don’t take minor ailments lightly.

They can often be the precursors to more serious conditions, if left unchecked.

”

Arthur’s expression softened, his eyes shifting from disdain to admiration, as he regarded Rosalynn with newfound respect.

Hugh and Sanford observed from a distance, their eyes wide with wonder as Rosalynn skillfully and calmly neutralized Arthur’s belligerence.

Hugh leaned in, whispering to Sanford, “Mrs.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Hughes is a resourceful woman! She effortlessly turned Arthur’s hostility into respect in just a couple of minutes.

It’s truly impressive.

”

Sanford arched an eyebrow at him, a smug smile on his face.

“Of course, don’t you know whose wife she is?”

Hugh rolled his eyes at him and teased, “Sanford, isn’t she your friend’s wife? What are you so proud of?”

Sanford growled and smacked the back of Hugh’s head.

“Hugh, show some respect.

She’s my friend’s wife; she is not to be disrespected!”

Hugh hissed, rubbing at his head.

“Did you have to hit me so hard?”

“Yes! You deserve it!”

Hugh gaped at him incredulously, at a loss for words.

“Enough chit-chat, gentlemen! Join us, please.

We have crucial details to iron out with Mr.

Nixon regarding the rescue mission,” Rosalynn called out, signaling at Hugh and Sanford to join them.

“Okay.

”