Chapter 453
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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnow scoffing at Kingsley because of what Calvin said.
"You could've done anything else, and yet you chose to come here and ruin the professor's book
launch."
"I doubt he even knows what a book launch 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 place someone like you can come 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 successful 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 book launch. 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
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbattle 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 the lad was related 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.