Ormand was always being cheeky, so he definitely meant not the same.
Viola angrily raised her hand and flicked his forehead.
"This is about work. Be serious."
Ormand furrowed his brows and rubbed his aching forehead. "I'm very serious. You are the one who thought wrongly."
Viola was speechless.
Was she impure?
She raised her hand again and flicked Ormand's forehead and accused sternly, "I'm misled by you. You always say dirty words."
Words failed Ormand.
Regardless, it was his fault. Ormand had to accept her accusation. He lowered his head and looked like he was being lectured silently.
Seeing that he was obedient, Viola kissed him and remembered that the bidding would be delayed by half an hour. She asked curiously, "Dakota is the heir of Spain, after all. He is a high-ranking and powerful person. With just a word from you, he agreed to it without hesitation. What did you tell him?"