"Isn't that Elliot Foster, the boss of Sterling Group? Why is he here? Mr. Locklyn, you said that Mr. Mike is back, but where is he? Why did you lie to us?" Someone protested.
Shaun explained with resignation, "you must have all heard about the relationship before our boss and Mr. Foster here. With President Tate's current condition, she 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 taken as well, but Mr. Foster must have his reasons for doing so," Shaun said.
Everyone turned their attention to the man sitting on the president's seat.
Elliot oozed an intimidating aura with a dark expression on his face. Before him, they all felt an illusion as though they had made a mistake even if they hadn't.
"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 you my way."
He started the timer as soon as he finished the sentence; at the same time, a few well-built men in black stepped in through the door and eyed the employees intently.
Everyone was intimidated and people started protesting softly.
"Who on earth did it?! Stand up already! What kind of man you are if you won't admit to what you did?" "President Tate treated us well, so why would someone betray her?! If you are encountering some difficulties, she would have helped you if you talked to her about it! Why would you do such a horrible thing? It's illegal!"
"That's right! We can't commit crimes!
Besides, President Tate is the most generous and kind boss I've ever seen and I've decided long ago that I would follow her for the rest of my life!"
Soon, one minute had passed.
Elliot gave the bodyguards a look and two of the men immediately dragged one of the employees out.
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