Chapter: 747

"Do you have any other questions?" The emcee looked around the audience.

Silence filled the hall. Since they couldn't get any information about the case, all the questions they had in mind were in vain.

"If not..."

"I have one." Someone suddenly raised their hand and stood up among the audience.

Everyone turned to look at the person.

"Please, go ahead." Just as the emcee believed he had made it clear and was ready to move on to the next topic, a reporter stood up. It surprised the emcee for a moment, then he turned to face the reporter.

Soon, the staff who was standing on the corner handed the microphone to the reporter.

"I heard that Odin Sullivan has a child overseas. Is it true?" The reporter clutched the phone tightly in his hand. Even though it was cold outside, he could feel the phone heating up in his hand.

He received a message from an unknown number five minutes ago, saying,

"Odin Sullivan has a child."

When he first saw the message, he assumed it was a prank. After all,

Odin was a huge deal, and even if there wasn't much news about him at home, someone would definitely find out if he had a child.

The reporter was in deep thought after he had read the message.

After a brief pause, he saw that the emcee was going to move on to the next segment of the press conference, and he knew that if he couldn't ask now, he would never get his answer. He mustered up the courage to raise the issue.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to him as soon as he finished speaking, making him nervous and nervously sweaty.

“Well..." The emcee cast a furtive glance at Victor, who was seated nearby.

Hearing the reporter's question, Victor didn't say anything and raised his eyes and looked at the reporter with a haunting expression.

The reporter clearly felt the pressure from him. He gulped hard and felt a shiver run up his spine. Carson, who was standing next to

Victor, lifted his eyebrows and looked at the reporter in amusement.

"Where did you hear this?" Carson then asked with a smile.

"Um..." Beads of sweat fell down from his forehead. The reporter swallowed and mumbled, "I... I got the information from one of my friends who lives abroad."

"Oh? Quite a gossipy fellow, huh? He must enjoy inquiring about other people's family matters," Carson casually replied. He didn't comment on the question any further, making everyone curious.

Victor was silent for a long time. The reporters on the other side of the platform felt a little awkward, pondering what Carson's statements meant.

Did he admit it?

“I... I am a journalist who's seeking the truth. Could you please answer my question, Mr. Sullivan?" The reporter bit the bullet and kept on.