If it weren't for him, this wouldn't be a simple thing.
Viola narrowed her cold eyes slightly, looking doubtful when she gazed at Orlando.
She pinched his cheeks harder.
Orlando's cheeks bulged because of that as if his mouth was filled with food. His tidy eyebrows furrowed, and he looked like a poor dog with bright eyes.
"I will believe you this time. If I find out that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I'll see how long you can hold out before your subordinates get you out."
After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.
Orlando fell to the floor weakly.
He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.
It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.