A tide of jumbled accusations, tearful pleas, and curses washed over him...
Fu Jinsen stopped in his tracks, his icy gaze slowly sweeping across the familiar and unfamiliar faces before him like a scalpel.
He felt not even a flicker of emotion in the face of their clamor.
His thin lips parted. His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly cut through all the noise. "Which one of you is innocent?"
He looked at his uncle. "When you were embezzling company funds and leaking corporate secrets, did you give a single thought to your ancestors?"
His gaze shifted to his only aunt. "When your husband colluded with outsiders, trying to short the Fu Family's stock, did you step in to stop him?"
He scanned the crowd, and everyone his gaze touched involuntarily shrank back.
"This is all your own doing! You reap what you sow!"
His words were like a final judgment, leaving no room for appeal.
"You!" someone sputtered, incensed and wanting to say more.
