Worse

Seeing the black pistol in Scott's hand and the trail of blood on the floor left behind by the corpse that was dragged away, Karen was scared out of her wits.

She looked at Scott slowly walking toward her and quickly retreated backward as if she had seen a ghost.

She was now so scared that her arms and legs turned limp, and she could barely stand. She could only crawl backward like a dog. On all fours, she begged, "I beg you, don't kill me! I… can do anything you want me to!"

Panicked, she scanned her surroundings and looked at the people around her with a pleading gaze in her eyes. But they were all Scott's subordinates, so no one would come to her rescue.

Karen desperately hid in the corner since there was nowhere else to hide, and she could only watch the chubby Scott walk toward her with a suffocating sense of oppression.

"You… Ah!" Karen was finally overwhelmed with fear. She rolled her eyes and passed out.