Kiss my boots

Sebastian followed Atlas to his office, and he looked at the younger man to make sure he wasn't nervous or anything. Some people who escape childhood trauma abuse would still be afraid.

Atlas must notice his stare, so he turned his neck around, and he asked in a careless voice, "What is it?"

Sebastian smiled to assure the man, and he shook his head. "It's nothing."

Atlas looked at him with suspicion, but his face turned colder and flatter once they arrived at the door, like he had put on a protective mask. They stepped into the room where the atmosphere was soaked in high tension and restlessness.

One of the men's deep voice filled with plain disrespect and scornfully asked a rude question, "Where is that whore's son?!"