People waited outside the door awkwardly for nearly an hour before Ormand slowly went downstairs. His pace was leisurely and high-spirited as he walked out of the door.
Everyone at the door was staring at him, as curious as if they were looking at an alien.
Ormand was refreshed and energetic. His well-defined fingers were tidying up his sleeves. His every movement was noble and elegant.
Caden and the other people from the National Bureau of Investigation were all holding back their laughter, and they were all secretly amazed.
Married men were really different. Ormand could spend time with his wife before they went out on the mission.
"Take good care of my wife. If she can't eat well, sleep well, or even get hurt, I won't let go of you and your wife." Ormand walked to the door steadily and glanced at Wesley beside him.
Wesley paused for a moment and sighed to himself that Ormand's ruthless reputation was true.