Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 477

Chapter 477 Ormand's Torture

Ormand raised his dark eyes and glanced at Ronian coldly. He picked up a booklet of missions on the table and threw it at the latter.

Ronian did not move at all. The paper booklet gently hit his belly and then slid to the ground.

Take a look first.”

Ronian was puzzled. He bent down to pick up the booklet and seriously flipped through it.

"This is the record of my missions in the past three months. What do you mean, Mr. Hobson?”

Ormand put the cigarette in his hand on the table and seriously scolded, "Your attendance in the past month is less than the previous two months. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?“

Ronian knew that Ormand was looking for trouble, so he could only suppress his anger and explain, "Because Sherlyn is sick, I often went home to stay with her during the last month.”

"What an excuse."

Ormand picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on Ronian's forehead.

The moment the ashtray flew over, Ronian instinctively turned his head to dodge.

The ashtray brushed past his ear and fell onto the carpet behind him.

"What?"

Behind the desk, Ormand frowned with displeasure. His dark eyes were cold and piercing, and it was a sign of anger.

Ronian stared at the metal plate on the desk with the words "Director."

He suppressed his anger constantly, turned around, picked up the ashtray on the carpet, and smashed it on his forehead in front of Ormand.

Somewhere on his forehead quickly turned red and slightly swollen, but it was not bleeding.

Ormand said seriously as he admired Ronian's defeated expression, "Sherlyn only returned to the Felton’s place a week ago. It has only been seven days at most, but your workload has decreased by half.

"It's obvious that you are slacking on your work, and you still dare argue with me.

“Ronian, is it because I haven't asked about the situation in the bureau for too long? Are you itching for a beating and deliberately trying to play at me?"

Ormand picked up the cup on the table

restrained the urge to

swollen injury he had just knocked on. The two injuries overlapped, and the skin on his forehead was scratched. It

forehead, and

have your ideas. You and I both know

reputation for being ruthless and vicious. In the past year, he had restrained a lot of his hostility because

his wife to

a good lesson. Ronian was the best at pretending,

I punished you because you

his fists tightly behind his back

so Ronian

could only suppress his anger. "I

be punished. But this afternoon is still very long. I am very happy

and looked at Ormand. He could sense a dangerous aura in

of his military uniform and slowly got up. He walked around the desk and stood in front of Ronian.He was taller

your

understand. He looked at Ormand for a while. In the end, he obeyed the order and

all this, Ronian returned to his original position

him with a faint smile and said seriously, “Let's see if

“Yes, Sir.”

for Ronian, who had gone through tough training and had a

bent down, propped up his firm arms, and

his eyes and

the office, and only

were 100 push-ups. He asked,

stopped, his forehead covered in a thin layer of

you can talk. Then why don't

Ronian was confused.

looked up at Ormand inexplicably. He was not asked to count

but his eyes were filled with

fate and continued to do push-ups. He started counting.

now, so you need to start

Ronian was stunned.

would be difficult to go through this afternoon because Ormand made

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