Teacher

The deal was now officially complete. Fisk rose abruptly, feeling strangely lost.

After coming to this company, he had first lost his power, going from the boss of one side to an underling controlled by others. Then came humiliation, as he had been looked down upon throughout and treated as some low-level creature. Next came reparations: all the assets in his name, aside from those left behind as a concession for the Federal Bureau of Investigation, had to be transferred to someone else. Finally came ceding territory. Once those first three were done, could the turf still be his?

Yet after enduring such an elaborate scheme, Fisk helped Vanessa out of the life-support pod. Looking at his beloved, whose complexion was rosy and who had fully recovered, he still had to turn back and sincerely say, "Thank you."

Fisk then prepared to leave with Vanessa. Although Evenson had thumped his chest and guaranteed that after his treatment, Vanessa had completely recovered—not only had the poison been cured, but even latent illnesses in her body had been healed—Fisk still could not put his mind at ease.

He always felt that after such an ordeal, Vanessa needed to return home and recuperate properly for a while. Whether she needed it or not, he had to take meticulous care of her for some time. This was a rare chance to dote on her.

However, just as Fisk and his group were about to reach the door, Evenson suddenly called out to him. "Mr. Fisk, to be honest, I don't quite understand you."

"Oh?" Fisk turned around to face Evenson and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

"I can tell that you're a man with ambition, and your ambition is far more than simply money and power." Although Evenson's tone was