Chapter 330



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The butler was immediately excited to see her reaction.

Although everyone had heard of acupuncture, they were shocked and amazed when they saw it with their own eyes. After all, few people practiced it. Moreover, the needle was so long that it looked like it could penetrate someone’s entire brain.

That’s why they were so surprised by Nora’s actions.

However, when the butler saw that Old Maddy’s condition actually seemed to have improved, he swallowed again and asked, “How are you feeling?”

Old Maddy took a bite of hamburger and said slowly, “I want to sleep.”

Almost immediately after saying that, his grip loosened and the burger fell to the floor. The man also lay down on the bed.

He had fallen asleep.

This was an after effect of acupuncture and was quite normal.

With this in mind, Nora took the needle and pricked him with it two more times.

The alternative medicine was taking effect very slowly. Given the extent of Old Maddy’s illness, if she wanted to stimulate his nerves, it would take at least half a month to show significant effects.

This was only the first day of treatment, so it was not wise to go too far.

Nora put the needles away after pricking him with them three times.

Beside her, the butler, who watched Old Maddy fall asleep, couldn’t help but ask, “Mrs. Nora, what’s wrong?”

Nora replied, “He’s fine. He’ll be fine when he wakes up.”

She stood up and stretched.

To the others, all she did was poke Old Maddy with a needle three times.

However, she was the only one who knew how grueling the process was. Not only did it require a high degree of concentration, but she also had to be precise in locating the acupuncture points.

Old Maddy’s head was covered in burns, which made the acupuncture points really difficult to find.

After sticking the needles into his head, I also had to control the strength and depth of the needle. These were all factors that he had to respond to and adjust on the spot.

He yawned and left, thinking about going to the tournament.

Today’s two matches were still as boring as ever.

All of Nora, Justin and Quentin’s opponents were B-class and C-class martial artists, so they easily beat them up and had their way.

There was no doubt about their victory. After winning both bouts, Nora and Justin left the venue with Cherry in the latter’s arms.

Quentin followed them. As they walked, he asked, “Who exactly are they? Why are they participating in the tournament? There aren’t many marriages in New York that are as strong as you two, and you even have a daughter…”

Quentin didn’t think at all that it could be Nora and Justin.

Nora needed his protection, so he was probably at home at the time.

As for Justin, he was the Big Brother of the Irvin Martial Arts School. Although not many people knew it, there were quite a few people who knew him. He should be in the hall waiting to take pictures with people right now!

Quentin didn’t think it was beneath Justin to take pictures with people either. After all, even a genius like him craved success and the limelight.

After the last few encounters, he had also gained his own fans. The fact that people sought him out to take pictures with him made him feel like he was on cloud nine.

Besides, even though Justin had a son, he didn’t have a daughter!

Nora and Justin exchanged a look and ignored Quentin.

Nora asked Justin, “Where are you going?”

“Home, I guess. And you?”

“Home, too.”

Justin took the opportunity to ask, “Shall we have dinner together before we go back?”

“No,” Nora replied nonchalantly, “We can’t leave each other.”

Pete was still at home. It didn’t matter that the three of them didn’t bring him along when they came over every day to have fun, but if they also had dinner together without him, they would be going too far.

As much as Justin was looking forward to spending more time with Nora, he could only give up the idea when he heard her response.

The two chatted and headed for the parking lot while ignoring Quentin.

Quentin: “…”

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Nora went to her house. As she pulled into the driveway of the Smith mansion in her car, she happened to run into Quentin, who had been bored out of his mind in the arena.

Seeing her coming home from outside, Quentin frowned and stopped behind Nora in silence. He said, “Didn’t I tell you not to go out if there’s nothing important? I’ve been busy lately, so I don’t have time to follow you around.”

Nora: “?”

Quentin sighed. “If you had half the skill of #028, I wouldn’t have to do this for you anymore. You’ve taken up all my time, so I don’t have time to form a relationship with #028 at all.”

Nora: “???”

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