Cory turned around to meet Mark's gaze. Somehow, he felt provoked, and he was instantly annoyed.

"Why did you do it?" Cory asked icily.

"Have I not made myself clear enough?" Mark walked over to Cory. Although his leg was hurt, he still looked domineering.

The two of them were at a standoff. The atmosphere was so tense that the others didn't dare to move or even breathe.

"My men told me that someone has been stealing businesses around here." Mark sneered.

"If I don't teach them a lesson, how can my company continue operating? How can I give my men an explanation?"

Cory's gaze darkened. "Don't beat around the bush. Tell me the truth. Do you know who it is?"

"What?" Mark raised an eyebrow. "Are you finally going to explain yourself?"

Cory was silent. He didn't know much about the man in front of him, even though they were partners.

At that moment, he realized that Mark was extremely scheming. His cruelty and maliciousness oozed from every pore of his skin. He was born with it.