Lilith narrowed her piercing blue eyes at him, her posture guarded. "Sir," she said in a calm but sharp tone, "what exactly are you doing?"
Ray froze when Lilith's tone turned serious, her sharp gaze pinning him in place. She didn't look amused anymore, and the change made him panic. His breathing grew erratic, and his hands started shaking.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." he mumbled, his voice breaking as sweat began to bead on his forehead. He shook his head rapidly, his eyes wide and glassy with fear. He slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall and hugging his knees like a scared child.
"Sir..." Lilith whispered, her brows furrowing in concern. Her piercing blue eyes softened as she crouched down to his level. Watching him tremble and seeing the fear etched into his face, she finally confirmed what she had suspected for a while—her boss had some kind of illness....
