Chapter 478 The Torture Continues

Ronian's jaw went slightly stiff, and his face was slightly pale.

With more than five hundred push-ups as a beginning, his whole body was sore.

There were still more than four hours until the time off duty. Ronian wondered what tricks Ormand would play against him.

Ormand saw his nervous expression and coldly smiled. Ormand ordered in a low voice, "Separate your feet to the same width as your shoulders. Take a seated position for an hour and execute it immediately."

Ronian didn’t expect it would be so easy.

"Yes, Sir."

He let out a sigh of relief and obediently followed the order.

The hot wind blew. His cheeks were sweating heavily. Ronian did not say a word, and he breathed steadily while silently calculating the time.

Ormand stared at Ronian for a while and said nothing. He bypassed the latter and walked to the bookshelf behind.

Ronian didn't dare look back. He couldn't see what Ormand was doing, but he could hear the sound of Ormand's military boots stepping on the wooden floor.

From close to far, and from far to near...

When Ormand returned, he carried a high stack of books and placed them on his desk.

Ronian was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ronian saw Ormand organize two stacks of books and place them on his lap.

In order not to let the books fall, Ronian could only bite the bullet and move down two inches to maintain the balance of the books.

After seeing that Ronian had held the books well during the short period, Ormand sorted out two more stacks of thick books and walked to him.

"Open your fists and raise your palms.”

Ronian did as told.

Two stacks of heavy books were put on his palms.

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seat, and coldly said, "If you can't even hold on for an hour, then you

held his breath and silently endured the

this when he took over the power of

he glanced at Ronian out of the corner of his eye. He saw Ronian's

"Do you hate me?"

what you do, I won't resist. I

only said, "As a subordinate, you must have the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a good thing to have too many

up on the matter of Sherlyn and compromise with Viola

to understand. "Mr. Hobson, you're right. I will naturally follow the rules. I will not go against

else. He opened the drawer and took out an inverted timer. He handed it over and placed it in a place where

Ormand had

minutes before this did not

Ormand was good at

500 push-ups, so he would

his breathing and gritted

would have a great impact on his reputation, and it would affect the stock price

allow something like

time passed

the countdown

arms were so sore that they were almost broken. His legs had started to tremble uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like he had just taken a shower. The sweat on the wooden floor in front of him

was unusually quiet. Ormand was focused on handling his work. Ronian seemed to be able to hear

were 5 minutes

looked forward to the moment when the

2:59 when it reached the last

He closed his eyes and opened them

What was happening?

desk. Ormand was focused on working and did not even look at

"Mr. Hobson."

ignored him and continued to deal with the

for a few more minutes. But the timer

held on. "Mr. Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function well,"

"Really?"

timer can't function well, the time must be inaccurate. Then I will

Ronian was speechless.

since he first saw Ormand's tricks, but he had never

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