Chapter 450


    Everyone fell silent. They looked at Vincent, waiting for his answer.


    Vincent froze for a moment, his smile stiffening up. Then, he pretended tough it off. "Good question. I


    was just about to exin that." He took a deep breath, a glimmer of reminiscence shining in his eyes.


    "It was seventeen years ago. My career was at its nadir, and my wife left our daughter and me because


    I couldn''t make enough money for the family. My girl was only six. It was then I swore I would make a


    lot of money no matter what. So, I made a risky move and sold the information of that intelligence


    broker."


    After a short pause, he continued, "When I heard of the news of his death and his family''s ruination, I


    did feel guilty for a time, but then I realized that wasn''t my fault. It was his. He chose this job. It was


    risky, to begin with. Even without my meddling, he could''ve died sooner orter."


    The reporter then asked, "So it was nothing but an eventuality, then? It was not rted directly or


    indirectly to you, right?"


    "You''re right." Vincent smiled. "I felt guilty because I was too kind and too hard on myself. People like


    me would me themselves for what wasn''t their fault. Fortunately, I grew out of that phase and got


    over the trauma. But if it were someone else, they could still be living with the guilt. It was why I slid that


    warning in. Never abuse infotech no matter what."


    While Vincent was talking about his past, someone in the crowd felt fury mounting in his heart. It was


    none other than Kingsley. After he arrived at the bookunch, instead of meeting up with the girls, he


    stood behind the crowd of reporters.


    At first, he considered letting Vincent off lightly if he showed remorse, but when Vincent showed none,


    he was furious, even more so when Vincent said his father would still be murdered with or without him.


    Vincent said loudly, "That was just a boring little episode in my life. Just trying to slide in something you


    might find interesting in my book filled with theories. Let''s move on to other topics."


    At this moment, someone said in an icy voice, "It might have been a boring little episode for you, but to


    the victims of your act, it was and still is a tragedy." Kingsley slowly moved through the crowd and


    came to the stage. He stared at Vincent icily, and like a snake, he hissed, "You didn''t kill them, but they


    died because of you. How could you show no remorse? How could you push all the me onto the


    victims?"


    Everyone shifted their gaze to Kingsley.


    "Who is that?"


    "And what is he talking about? Is… Is he ming the professor?"


    Courtney gasped. "That''s your brother, Courtney. Why did he go up there all of a sudden?"


    Courtney was prepared for this. She said calmly, "No matter what he does, I''m taking his side. He has


    my support."


    Vincent''s brow twitched, and then he roared, "Who are you? Who let youe up here?"Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.