Ormand was so angry that he thought he was going to have a heart attack.
Moderation my ass! he shouted in his heart.
He wished that he could do something tonight, but Viola would not give him this chance.
Ormand took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. He did not want to lose his temper in front of Viola.
However, Todd still patiently and rhythmically clapped his hands over and over again in the aisle, constantly hitting Ormand's bottom line.
If it wasn't for the fact that Ormand still needed this bastard to do missions, Ormand would have kicked him out of here and sent him to Africa to dig coal.
Ormand endured again and again until he failed!
Viola was still sitting on him, excitedly applying the ointment to him for his blood circulation.
Ormand pretended as if nothing had happened and took out his phone and sent a message to Todd.
Soon, the noise outside the door stopped.