Chapter: 749

"Why should I answer your question? Or do you really think that the existence of this child would change a thing?"

The reporter's face turned pale.

Just then, Carson's subordinate sent him a text. He read it and smiled before saying, "Sir, it turns out your source was mistaken."

"What?"

Carson rose from his seat and handed the phone to the emcee, instructing him to display it on the screen.

The text contained the particular data information from the message received by the reporter a few minutes ago, including the sender's IP address and registration details.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help but check on your so-called friend. No offense, I'm a gossipy man myself. I just wanted to get to know who gave you the information, so I requested someone to look into it and discovered that the sender's IP address and registration details are all fake." It was clearly an invasion of privacy, but Carson didn't seem to think of it as an illegal thing when he said it. He was just returning the favor.

"You're invading my privacy!" The reporter was furious, but he has nothing to defend himself other than this.

"Chill. Honestly, aren't I doing you a favor? A reporter like yourself believes a fraudster. Your credibility will go down the drain."

The others murmured in agreement.

The reporter was too embarrassed to speak, his face turning pale. The message that the unknown sender had sent him was now being displayed on the big screen.

It was only a rumor, but the reporter took it as his golden ticket and even challenged Victor.

ALL the other reporters eyed him sharply like he was a disgrace to all journalists.

The reporter felt so humiliated, his face burning with shame.

"I...

I was..."

The door was suddenly shoved open from the outside. Two uniformed officers entered the room and approached the reporter.

The reporter took a step back and his knees almost failed him.

A cop pulled out his police badge and snarled at him.

"Sir, you've been accused of having ties to a fraud we've been investigating, and

I'll have to ask you to come to the police station and cooperate with the investigation."

Carson, who was seated cross-legged on the chair, drew the attention of all the reporters below the stage.

The reporter's eyes widened in shock.

"Please." The officer, on the other hand, was expressionless and did not allow him the opportunity to explain himself.

The reporter locked his gaze on Carson who wasn't ashamed to mock him with a smirk.