"Isn't that Elliot Foster? Sterling Group's boss? Why is he here? Mr. Locklyn, you said that Mr. Mike is back, but where is he? Why did you lie to us?" said an employee in protest.

Shaun explained with resignation, "You must have all heard about the relationship between our boss and Mr. Foster. Our president has been hospitalized, and Mr. Foster has decided to help."

"Oh… It's good that he is helping, but why take our phone? It feels weird."

"My phone has been confiscated as well, but Mr. Foster must have his reasons for doing so," Shaun said.

Everyone turned their attention to the man sitting in the president's chair.

Elliot oozed intimidation. He had a dark expression on his face. Under his intense stare, all the employees felt as though they had committed some crime when in fact, they had not.

"Some of you must know how the microchip was stolen." Elliot scanned the crowd with sharp eyes. "I will give you one minute. If no one comes forth within one minute, I will deal with yo