“Got it!”
If I tell someone else about this, this man and Daphne Ankins would hunt me down.
In order to stay alive, the bodyguard decided to stay here and return later. He’d pretend he had sent Nicole back.
The man stepped forward and brought Nicole to a room.
As she was unconscious, he immediately took her pulse.
Her pulse is racing. Something is inside her body. If this force reaches her head, she’ll be beyond salvation.
Grimly, he thought. Young girl, you’re lucky to have met me.
Soon, he returned with a box of silver needles and applied the needles to her acupoints.
The next day, Nicole woke up with prickling pains all over her body like a swarm of ants had just attacked her.
She smacked her head as flashes of scenes from last night appeared in her mind.
Daphne! She fed me a drug that would damage my brain and make me an idiot.
Am I an idiot now?
She stretched her hand out and counted quickly, “One, two, three, four, five.”
Hmm? I’m not an idiot. I can still count.
Has the poison not taken effect yet?
She took her own pulse and it seemed normal to her.
Suddenly, she noticed a scar on her wrist. It was obviously some marks left from an acupuncture treatment.
Huh? Did someone treat me with acupuncture?
She hurriedly examined her body and realized those marks were on her acupoints.
As she was skilled in acupuncture, she knew what those acupoints meant.
Instantly, she realized the acupuncture treatment had forced the drug out of her body. That was why she didn’t become an idiot.
Wow, this is Wesley’s secret technique. He didn’t even teach Rocky this technique. Did he save me?
But when she thought about it, it seemed impossible.
Her mentor was a mysterious man, but there was no way he’d arrive at the estate in time just to save her.
Besides, this estate was heavily guarded.
Come to think of it, could it be him?
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