Asher Eli's chilling demeanour sent shivers through the room as he confronted the pink-haired woman, his eyes fixed on her trembling form.
"Now, tell me everything," Asher demanded, his voice cold and authoritative as he looked at her hand.
"AArrhh! W-What is this?!" The woman's scream pierced the air as she felt a strange movement under her skin, her hand pulsating unnaturally.
"Nothing much, just flesh-eating worms," Eli remarked casually, reclining back in his chair with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, his gaze shifting to the unconscious director.
"W-Worms?" The woman's horror was palpable as she realized the gravity of the situation.
"Yes, don't you feel itchy?" Eli inquired with a wicked smile, observing her scratching her hand in discomfort.
"Y-Yes," the woman admitted, her voice trembling as she tried to alleviate the itchiness.
