Jonathan's heart fell to the pit of his stomach.
R-Ricardo Wolfhard? Why did that name sound so familiar…
As the dots connected in his mind, his knees wobbled, growing weaker by the second before he fell to the floor in shock.
"F-forgive me! I didn't know who you were!" He pleaded shakily, his sweaty palms pressed to his thighs as he faced Ricardo in a deep bow.
Also putting together the dots, the two women beside him also felt their knees give way and instantly dropped to the ground in fright.
Their team leader had been fired with such ease; they were just lowly members of the team, it would take nothing to fire them too!
So they quietly came to an understand within themselves and crawled toward Ricardo.
"S-sir, everything we said earlier was under the direction of our team leader. S-sorry… our former team leader."
