“Of course not," Rosalynn replied with a smile.

She had other ways to make Yana confess to her actions.

“Sanford, don't defy Rosalynn. Step aside," Brian intervened, sensing Rosalynn's intentions. He urged Sanford to make way.

Sanford complied, moving to the side and taking Maggie with him.

Yana had witnessed Rosalynn's fighting skills before. As Rosalynn approached, step by step, Yana couldn't help but swallow nervously and retreat.

“What do you intend to do? I warn you, if you dare to harm me, I... Ahr"

Yana's words were cut short as she suddenly burst into Laughter.

Sanford and Maggie were taken aback

Sanford questioned, “What's happening? Is Yana going insane?"

Maggie blinked, hesitant as she replied, “No. Rosalynn must have done something to her."

Brian furrowed his brow and explained proudly, “Indeed. Rosalynn Likely used a silver needle to prick Yana's acupoint, causing her uncontrollable Laughter.”

His wife was truly ingenious.

This method of punishment was far more efficient and effortless than resorting to physical violence. Moreover, it was tormenting for Yana.

“Ah, please stop. I don't want to Laugh anymore."

Yana laughed through her tears and runny nose. She attempted to approach Rosalynn but was firmly restrained by two bodyguards.

Rosalynn's expression remained cold.

“Do you feel remorse now, Yana? I taught you a lesson in Maggie's defense. Now, tell me the truth. How did you create the photos?"

Yana continued laughing so hard that she struggled to catch her breath.

In the midst of her uncontrollable mirth, she even involuntarily urinated in front of them.

Looking at the yellow puddle on the floor, everyone in the room wrinkled their nose in disgust.

Brian cast an unhappy glance at Sanford.

“She messed up my wife's apartment. How will you compensate for it?"