"What are you saying? Why do I not understand?" Chad suspected he was mishearing things, so he reached out and slapped his face.

Mike was baffled.

"Why is Mr. Foster no longer the one we know? Mike, if you're not going to explain it to me clearly, I'm really going to buy a ticket to Bridgedale." Chad's face hurt. He was not dreaming.

"Angela said that he had died. The Elliot we have right now is the Elliot that Angela brought back from the grave."

"What!" Chad was stunned and bewildered.

"Your boss right now is like a robot. The control is even in Angela's hands. Isn't that scary?" Mike said lazily. "So, your boss is a little withdrawn right now. If I were him, I guess I won't be any better than him."

"That scary?" Chad was extremely upset. "Then, what should we do? This won't work down the line. Mr. Foster hates being threatened. If he has to live under the control of another person every day, it must be torture. Is there anything Avery could do to help him?"

"Avery has never h