Chapter 452


    Calvin pointed at Kingsley indignantly from his wheelchair. "And I''ve looked into your case, Nicholson.


    You aren''t even a part of our school. Just because you know some moves doesn''t mean you can cause


    trouble whenever you want. You''re not qualified to meddle with the academia, you unemployed little


    git."


    Among the fans were those who were really interested in infotech and those who just wanted to look


    cool by pretending they liked the stuff. It was niche and would make them look hip. However, all of his


    fans had a sense of superiority, thinking they were greater because they were enthusiasts. They were


    now scoffing at Kingsley because of what Calvin said.


    "You could''ve done anything else, and yet you chose toe here and ruin the professor''s book


    launch."


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    "I doubt he even knows what a bookunch means."


    "Seconded. I bet he''s just here to gain some fans. Young people now will do anything for money."


    "Get out of here, brat. This isn''t a ce someone like you cane to. You''re nothing but an idiot to


    us."


    The crowd''s jeer delighted Calvin, and he was so delighted that his face flushed red. Yes. I can get my


    revenge today. These people aren''t those college kid losers. They''re sessful people. If they want to


    go after Nicholson, he''s dead.


    At this thought, Calvin said smugly, "Hah. So what if you can fight, Nicholson? I bet you wouldn''t dare


    to hurt these people." He waved at the reporters and cameramen. "Hey, you guys. Make sure you


    focus on him. If he tries to hurt the guests, make sure you have a record of it. Then we can send him to


    the cops."


    The reporters nodded in excitement. "We''ll make sure to capture every moment." It was a surprise that


    drama would break out during a bookunch. They would love it if Kingsley could make it even more


    dramatic. That way, they would have more to write about.


    A dark smile curled Calvin''s lip. "I know you''re a decent fighter, Nicholson, but you picked the wrong


    battle today. Hurt anyone, and I guarantee you''ll live the rest of your life in prison."


    He turned around to his mentor, who had been silent for a long time. "Sir, he…"


    Calvin noticed something wrong. Vincent was as pale as a ghost. Everyone else thought Kingsley was


    here to show off, but Vincent knew Kingsley was here for that tragedy seventeen years ago. The


    moment Kingsley spoke, he knew thed was rted to that information broker who died because of


    him.


    However, he thought Xavier''s whole family had died in that fire. When Kingsley said he almost died


    because of Vincent just now, Vincent was overwhelmed by shock. He knew Xavier had a five-year-old


    son, and Calvin kept calling him ''Nicholson''. Five years old. Seventeen years. Twenty-two. He stared at


    the young man before him. He''s in his early twenties. The next second, he felt his mind being


    overloaded by fear—fear of the truth that was awaiting him.