"Turn off?" Mr. Zern was confused, "Why? Mr. Lewis, we promised the audience that we will broadcast live 24 hours a day."
Boris drew on his cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke slowly.
His dark eyes looked colder in the heavy smoke.
Mr. Zern was making a wild guess.
"Mr. Lewis, are you uncomfortable with the cameras when you take a shower? Don't worry, there are no cameras in the bathroom."
Boris sneered and interrupted him, "Mr. Zern."
"Yes?"
But Boris didn't speak anymore. But his harsh tone gave Mr. Zern the willies.
Mr. Zern was weighing his words carefully, "Fine. Mr. Lewis. In half an hour, the camera will be in sleep mode."
Boris hung up the phone, and saw the scarlet fire from the glass.
After finishing a cigarette, he went back to the room.
When he entered the door, he saw Ziana lying on the ground.
She seemed to be asleep.