Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

But I didn’t expect to run into these Italian mafia guys just as I walked to the school gate.”

"Do you need me to give you a ride? My car is here too."

"No thanks." Susan shook her head like a rattle. "It's not far from here. It will only take about ten minutes. Thank you so much for what you did today, Mr. Fisk. I don't know how to repay you."

"You're welcome. It's just a piece of cake." Fisk said with a smile. Ena Maynard drove up to him at this time and said, "I'll leave first. Gwen's grades will be in trouble."

"Don't say that Mr. Fisk, this is what I should do."

Fisk and Susan waved and turned to get in the SUV. But who would have thought that as soon as he turned around, he saw Ena Maynard's gossipy eyes. He closed the car door and rolled his eyes unhappily, "What are you looking at?"

"Boss? Do you have a person growing on your kidney?" Ena Maynard said with a weird smile, "I said something I shouldn't have said."

"Since you know you shouldn't say it, then don't say it." Fisk rolled his eyes, interrupted Ena Maynard, reached out to open the car refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice cola, and then, as if remembering something, took out another bottle and handed it to Susan outside the car window.

"Teacher Susan, it's hot, drink a cup of this to cool down."

Susan didn't hesitate this time and took the Coke directly. "Thank you, Mr. Fisk."

"You're welcome, let's go."

As she spoke, Ena Maynard stepped on the accelerator, and the SUV quickly disappeared in the distance.

He drank the Coke in his hand in one gulp.

Fisk picked up the newspaper. "Is there any news from Tony Stark? Did he find it?"

Ena Maynard answered while driving attentively, "At present, there is no definite news, boss. We only know that after Mr. Stark disappeared in the Middle East, all parties are actively looking for his whereabouts.

Stark Industries was in turmoil and its stock price fluctuated wildly.

It is said that the last place he was seen was in a war-torn area, where the situation is complicated and the search is difficult...Do you need us to send someone to look for him?"

"No need." Fisk yawned and threw the newspaper aside. "It's enough to keep an eye on it. There's no need to take it too seriously. Tony Starkford is a lucky guy. He's not going to die yet!"

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Louise was filled with despair. She didn't know when her child would come back. She could sense that Fisk had no intention of resurrecting Norma.

However, she didn't dare to urge him, let alone make any small moves. Because she understood Fisk's ruthlessness and she had endured the humiliation for such a long time. If she failed at this moment, all her efforts would be wasted.

She was immersed in pain and anxiety all day long, tossing and turning every night, with Norma's childhood smiling face and those once warm memories constantly appearing in her mind.

She felt as if she was trapped in an endless dark abyss, unable to find a glimmer of hope.

She didn't dare to imagine how despair she would feel if she lost Norma forever. That kind of pain was like a sharp dagger, piercing her heart all the time.

Louise could only wait silently, suffering in fear and anxiety.

She constantly reminded herself to be cautious and not to reveal any flaws, for fear of causing Fisk's dissatisfaction. She began to become cautious, even speaking and moving with great caution, for fear of accidentally angering the person who controlled her fate.

"Send this document to Fisk!" Mrs. Stacy reached out and threw a document to Louise, then continued to work.

"Understood ma'am."

When Louise arrived at Fisk's office, Fisk had just returned and was changing clothes, preparing to go to Doomsday.

There has been new progress on Zhao Hailun's side. With the cooperation of the Symbiote Riot, great progress has been made in bringing people from that world over.

However, this requires constant experimentation.

The experimental process is to take the elevator continuously.

But the key to both worlds can only be used by Fisk.

So, Fisk had no choice but to take on this tough job.

Become a lift operator.

Louise put down the documents, walked silently behind Fisk, and helped him put on his clothes with her cold hands. Fisk felt Louise's extremely slow beating heart, turned around slowly, and looked at the pale face of the original vampire, with no expression on his face. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong, bitch? Are you born unable to smile? Come and smile for me."

Fisk's words were full of teasing and arrogance.

Louise forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying. Then she knelt on the ground as if she had a breakdown, kissing the back of Fisk's foot, "Master, please, revive my child!" Her voice was trembling, full of despair and pleading. Her eyes were filled with tears, and two tear marks slid down her pale cheeks.

Her body trembled slightly, as helpless as a leaf in the wind.

Fisk looked down at Louise, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, then slowly squatted down and lifted Louise's chin with his finger, "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

His voice was cold and cruel. A trace of despair flashed in Louise's eyes, but she still stared at Fisk closely, "Master, I am willing to do anything for you as long as you can revive my child." There was a hint of determination in her voice.

Fisk looked at Louise's determined eyes, his heart moved slightly, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Can you do anything?"

Louise's heart trembled slightly, and she had a bad premonition, but she had no choice but to kneel on the ground and tremble continuously.

Her mind was working fast, thinking about what Fisk might ask for, and her heart was filled with fear and anxiety. She knew that once she agreed to Fisk's request, she might fall into an even more difficult situation, but for the sake of her child, she had no choice.

Louise bit her lip and tried to calm herself down. She raised her head and looked at Fisk, her eyes full of helplessness and determination. "Yes, Master, I will do anything as long as you can revive my child." Her voice was trembling, but full of determination.

Fisk looked at Louise with satisfaction, a cunning gleam in his eyes.

About the vampire potion plan.

Fisk discussed it with Zhao Hailun.

The two reached a consensus.

As Zhao Hailun said, it is comparable to the legendary holy water. However, the difficulty of obtaining this kind of blood is also obvious.

The blood in each vampire's body is only one-tenth of that in an ordinary person's body, and it cannot be completely drained. In addition, the vampire's recovery speed will be greatly slowed down in a weak state, which greatly limits the output.

But if you have a large supply of vampire blood, the situation will be completely different.

Louise, the original vampire, is undoubtedly the best tool for mass conversion of vampires. She has powerful strength and special blood, and can easily convert ordinary people into vampires.

Also, there is Louise.

Absolute blood suppression can make the transformed vampires completely obey orders.

"Very good, if that's the case, then I will revive your son first!"

Fisk looked at the maid outfit Louise was wearing.

It was a black and white maid outfit, with the black skirt hanging down to the ground like silk, and the slight swing seemed to outline a mysterious atmosphere. The white lace edges were delicately decorated at the neckline and cuffs, delicate and elegant, like the edge of a blooming flower.

The top clung to Louise's curves, accentuating her slender waist and feminine figure.

The black bow tie tied around the neck adds a touch of elegance and playfulness.

The pleats on the skirt are neat and orderly, swaying gently with her movements, exuding a retro and charming atmosphere. Her long hair is casually scattered on her shoulders, contrasting with the maid outfit, revealing a different kind of charm and gentleness.

She also wore a black collar around her neck, which was inlaid with a few tiny gems, and flickered faintly under the light. This collar seemed to be a symbol, symbolizing her bound fate.

It fits tightly against her fair neck, adding a special kind of sexiness and fragility to her. Louise lowered her head slightly, her eyes revealing a complex emotion, both the expectation of her son's resurrection and the helplessness of her own situation.

This outfit was carefully prepared by Mrs. Stacy. It was full of temptation, which made Fisk very excited. In Garden Middle School, Fisk was attracted by Justine and his blood boiled.

At this moment, looking at Louise in a maid outfit and wearing a collar, the fire in Fisk's heart that had just been ignited by Justine seemed to have a new burning point.

Louise's outfit exudes an indescribable charm, like a silent temptation.

She knelt on the ground and heard Fisk's words that he would revive his son, her eyes full of surprise. Fisk stretched out his finger and gently lifted her chin, asking her to look up.

There was a flash of panic in Louise's eyes, but she quickly regained her obedience.

Fisk looked at her pale but beautiful face, and couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate. This once powerful original vampire had now become a plaything in his hands, being manipulated at will by him.

"Do you know how attractive you are right now?"

Fisk's voice is deep and magnetic.

Louise trembled slightly, not daring to answer. Fisk raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

I will bring your son back to life."

"However, this is not necessarily a good thing. I can tell you this clearly.

I will let him see what you look like now and all the humiliating things you have done for him, right in front of him.

Let him know what price you paid for his life.

I want him to live in guilt and fear forever, and let him know how fragile and helpless his existence is.

Of course, I will make you pout in front of him... and then, be nice..." Fisk's words were cold and cruel, piercing Louise's heart like ice.

Louise heard Fisk's words, especially the last one. At that moment, it was as if a thunderclap exploded deep in her heart, and despair instantly drowned her like a surging tide.

Her body began to tremble involuntarily, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, so helpless and fragile.

Terror quickly spread in her eyes, it was the fear of an unknown fate, the fear of the terrible scene that was about to happen. A strong desire to resist surged in her heart, but when her eyes met Fisk's cold and majestic eyes, the fire of resistance that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished.

She didn't dare to resist, because she knew Fisk's power and cruelty. She was afraid that if she resisted, all her efforts would be in vain and her child would lose hope of resurrection forever.

But in this abyss of despair and fear, there is a glimmer of expectation deep in my heart.

She didn't know what happened. Perhaps it was her deep love for her children that allowed her to grasp a glimmer of light in the endless darkness.

She kept comforting herself, telling herself that all this was for the purpose of resurrecting her child, and that as long as Norma could survive, no matter what the price, it would be worth it.

Believe that even if something like that really happened.

Norma will definitely forgive herself.

What child would blame his mother?

Fisk took out a chain from the cabinet and buckled it onto the collar around Louise's neck with an expressionless face. The moment the cold metal touched her skin, Louise's body trembled slightly.

"Get down on the ground and follow me."

There was a flash of humiliation and pain in her eyes, but she could only endure it silently. Fisk pulled hard, and Louise had to follow his steps and walk out of the room.

Louise was extremely ashamed. She felt like a doll being manipulated at will, with no dignity at all.

Her pale cheeks were stained with a blush, which was a mixture of shame and helplessness. Her heart was full of contradictions. She wanted to resist this humiliating treatment, but she was afraid of losing the opportunity to revive the child.

But in the end, she followed Fisk, her steps heavy and slow.

With every step she took, she seemed to feel the weight of the chain, as if it was the shackles of fate that she could not escape.

She lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, making it hard to see her expression at the moment. But from her slightly trembling body, it can be seen that she is experiencing great pain and struggle in her heart.

After walking out of the room, Louise's heart tightened instantly, and every step she took felt like she was walking on the edge of a knife.

She could feel the gazes of the people around her casting towards her, mocking and surprised. Louise's body tensed up involuntarily, and she wanted to lower her head to avoid these gazes, but she felt that it would be even more humiliating.

Her cheeks burned, and shame overwhelmed her like a tide. She seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat, and the rapid rhythm seemed to be telling of her inner panic.