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

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Chapter 69 tells our Murdoch lawyers that it starts now!

The genius is bright.

Fisk began to wash up.

He didn't sleep all night.

Angry.

Some people can't sleep because of the smell of blood.

More importantly, he...really couldn't sleep alone.

Unable to sleep, he simply did not lie in bed. There were still more than thirty hours before departure, but he had one more thing to do before leaving.

That was to attend a parent-teacher conference on behalf of Mrs. Stacy.

That’s right, today is the day for the parents’ meeting.

Fisk wouldn't dare forget this.

After all, Mrs. Stacy had troubled me with just this one matter. If I messed it up, I would not be able to face Mrs. Stacy again in the future.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

So early, who could it be?

There was still shaving foam on his face.

Fisk opened the door while brushing his teeth.

Because he had just woken up, he was not wearing any clothes but only a pair of shorts. The muscles on his body looked like steel ingots that had just been taken off the assembly line, one piece connected to another, and each piece was shining with a dazzling metallic luster under the light.

Just one look at it tells you that it must contain explosive power.

Some of the places that were hit by bullets last night.

It has not fully recovered.

The muscles and skin were constantly moving, trying to repair the wounds left last night. It looked like Fisk was deliberately controlling his chest muscles to shake.

Gwen, who was standing outside the door, blushed suddenly.

"Gwen!"

Fisk's expression froze.

He was glad that he didn't have the habit of sleeping naked.

Otherwise, you might be arrested.

Gwen covered her eyes with her hands like a poor little rabbit, but the eyes between her fingers kept flashing above her ferocious muscles.

It was obvious that she was peeking.

"How will you be here?"

“Mr. Fisk, today is the school’s open day, and all parents can come into the school with their students and stay all day.

My mother called me and said she was afraid you had forgotten, so she asked me to come find you!

I met Teacher Mina downstairs and she brought me here." Gwen's voice was like a mosquito.

But at least Fisk heard it clearly.

Fisk smiled awkwardly, "I didn't forget. I was going to pick you up at home! Why don't you sit outside for a while and I'll come out after I change my clothes."

"Yes, Mr. Fisk."

Gwen nodded obediently.

Fisk then noticed that Gwen was wearing a black one-piece school dress with white sleeves, but it must have been privately modified. This should also be a special case of American aristocratic schools...

The cuffs and hem of the skirt were embroidered with openwork lace, which looked like lace, but Fisk was sure that it was not lace. However, it was simple and beautiful, and it also had the majestic temperament of a noble girl.

Under the wide skirt that reaches the knees, a pair of slender yet fleshy calves are wrapped in snow-white and translucent white silk stockings, the delicate and smooth texture seems to have a soft luster.

The Creator's favor is so enviable. Although Gwen is a mixed-race, her sky blue eyes and golden curly hair still give her infinite charm for no reason.

From time to time, her raised eyebrows made her look frivolous and confident. I'm afraid all the boys in the school would be conquered by her charm. She exudes a youthful aura, and even if she is just standing under a slightly dim light, she is still like a beautiful landscape.

Gwen turned and walked towards the sofa outside.

Fisk's eyes followed her closely until several seconds later, when he slapped himself, called him a beast, and closed the door.

But what he didn't notice was.

Gwen, who was originally shy, had a strange smile on her face.

The little girl did it on purpose!

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Garden Middle School

Top private high school in New York.

It was established in 1923, not long after the First World War ended. At that time, it was considered one of the top private high schools in the United States.

There are also famous international universities nearby, such as Columbia University and New York University. It is a member of the Midwest Association of Colleges and Schools, a member of the New York State Private School Association... With dozens of titles, it can indeed be regarded as a well-known private middle school.

There are a total of 310 students in the school, with a teacher-student ratio of one to six. There are dozens of courses, so it is much busier than an ordinary middle school, and of course, students learn more knowledge.

This middle school is designed to train elites.

Therefore, although it is a private middle school for the nobility, special attention should be paid to scores.

If the score does not meet the requirements.

They will be persuaded to leave.

And under such operation.

The rate of promotion from Garden Junior High to Senior High School is 50 percent.

However, the high school to college enrollment rate is 99 percent.

The only student who didn't go to college.

Because he died in a car accident.

The tuition fee for each semester is as high as 70,000 to 150,000 US dollars.

It is a truly top aristocratic school.

Garden Middle School does not accept all students.

You must have a certain family background before Garden Middle School will accept you.

An ordinary, common rich man.

No matter how rich you are, Garden Middle School generally won't charge you.

If the score is not enough.

Gwen is about to leave Garden Middle School and go to a regular high school.

Originally, Mrs. Stacy was planning to come in person.

But, that meeting was also very important to her.

In desperation, she had no choice but to ask Fisk for help.

As for Chief George… forget it!

Mrs. Stacy had given up all hope in him.

Fisker was going to drive himself.

But considering my own identity.

This task was given to Ena Maynard, who was always bored.

This Norwegian mercenary.

Fisker felt very unbalanced as he was just taking a $10,000 salary and spending most of his time sitting there reading magazines.

Therefore, this mercenary lady was asked to serve as a driver as well.

Ena Maynard had no objection.

Anyway, as long as the salary is paid on time, it's fine.

As for Lester, Fisk asked him to watch over the prisoners to prevent some idiots among them from taking the opportunity to escape!

Ena Maynard looked at Gwen sitting next to Fisk through the rearview mirror and asked doubtfully, "Boss, is this your daughter?"

"Sister Maynard, I'm Gwen!"

Gwen said pretentiously.

Ena Maynard was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something.

"It is you!"

Ena Maynard looked suspiciously between Fisk and Gwen.

This Norwegian mercenary is good in every way except that he is too gossipy.

"Mrs. Stacy asked me to attend the parent-teacher conference on her behalf," Fisk explained, glancing at his watch. "It's almost time. Let's go!"

"it is good!"

The car started slowly.

Passing by the church which is under reconstruction.

Although it was morning, the construction workers had already started working non-stop.

The work attitude is good, but the efficiency is a bit low. Half of the cathedral that was collapsed by the fire has not yet been demolished.