Strongest Superhuman System

"So, why don't you look me in the eyes and tell me yourself. Why have you been stealing from my company, Vincent?"

Everyone in the room immediately looked toward Vincent, and he tightened his hand into fists and slammed it on the table as he stood up!

Slam!

"What sort of slander is this!? Do you have any proof!? Do you have any justifiable reason for coming in here and accusing me so blatantly!? I'll have you sued for this! You think you're above the law just because you're a superhuman!? You'll be spending the rest of your life in the Forte after I'm done with you!"

Mark slowly stood from his seat and fixed up his tie gently before he began to move around the table. Vincent's hands were shaking as he watched Mark coming towards him, but he stood his ground and decided that he would not run! He was not going to give anyone here any reason to doubt him no matter what! How dare this boy try to slander him in front of the other members of the board!?

"!"

Finally, Mark was standing in front of Vincent, and Vincent could swear at that moment that he had never felt more like a child in his life! It wasn't just about Mark's height! There was no denying that Mark was tall, far taller than he had any right to be at that age, but it was also because of how Mark was looking down at him.

His gaze was nerve-wracking, and it reminded Vincent of the look his father would give him whenever he did something silly as a little boy.

Mark was standing right in front of Vincent, and the other people in the room all watched in surprise as Mark leaned down to speak directly into Vincent's ear. No one could hear what Mark was saying, but they could see the changing expression on Vincent's face.

His eyes widened briefly as a look of distress appeared on his brow before his expression began to change from distress, to anger, to despair, and finally into complete and utter hopelessness.

Vincent tightened his hands into fists as he growled somewhere deep in his throat. Mark leaned back and gave Vincent a cold stare. AMrk spoke while putting his hands into his pockets.

"Do you understand what I trying to say?"

Vincent nodded his head once, and Mark spoke calmly as he started walking back to his seat.

"Point them out."

Vincent raised his hand and pointed to a woman sitting opposite him. The woman's eyes widened as she saw Vincent point at her, and she looked around in shock while raising her hands.

"W-What? What is it?"

Vincent pointed to another person sitting beside the woman before pointing out three other board members in the room. Each of them was stunned by what was happening since they didn't understand at all, but they all finally understood once Vincent spoke.

"They're the ones that I was working with."

"What!?"

One of the board members that Vincent pointed at immediately shot to his feet and shouted in anger as he heard what Vincent said! A great wave of anger filled his heart as he heard Vincent accusing him of being an accomplice!

"What sort of nonsense is this!? I didn't do anything! I didn't even see any money! If you want to point at someone, then point at Ruby, the stupid bitch! She's the one who suddenly started swimming in money four years ago! If anyone is stealing from the company then it's her!"

"Shut the fuck up, you fucking idiot!"

Ruby immediately stood up once she heard her name being called. She was a middle-aged woman with modest makeup on her face, and she had a deep scowl marring her face as she glared at the man who called her name!

"Just because I have more money than you does not mean I stole it! You're always looking down on me because I'm a woman! I didn't do anything wrong!"

Vincent's loud voice suddenly echoed over everyone else!

"You all took bribes from me to hide the fact that I stole money from the company. The NPLA only dropped because we manipulated the books and made away with hundreds of billions! Each of you is an accomplice!"

Vincent joined in on the rant as the others began to stand up and rage amongst themselves. Mark watched the carnage happening with a small smile on his face, but he was not looking at any of the people shouting; no, instead, he was staring straight at Sinclair. Mark did not hate how things went here. In fact, they went far better than he thought they would go.

But the one person that Mark thought he would catch was the one person that he was not able to get anything on at all.

Sinclair was the cleanest bastard that Mark had ever seen.

Sinclair had a small smile on his face as well as he looked right into Mark's eyes. Mark knew that this wasn't checkmate just yet, but as far as the possibility of becoming the CEO went, Sinclair was no longer in the picture at all.

Even though no one said it out loud, it was obvious that most of the people standing were those who were in Sinclair's circle. They were the ones who had been supporting Sinclair in his ambitious plan to become the next CEO. According to Pat, Sinclair was clean, or at least there were no digital traces of corruption as far as Sinclair was concerned.

In all of the research that Pat did, he didn't find a single thing about Sinclair being involved in any dirty or illegal activities, but that does not mean that Sinclair was clean. It only meant that he was damn good at covering his tracks.

In truth, Sinclair was actually the one who made Vincent take the funds out of the company finances to make sure that the company did not grow properly. Sinclair did not really have to do much; he just made sure that he gave Vincent the right hints at the right times without allowing Vincent to think he was telling him to do anything.

Sinclair was just expressing his worry about some insecurities in the company's finances, he never explicitly told Vincent to do anything illegal.

Sinclair just trusted that Vincent's corrupt nature would drive him to become greedy, and he would take the money without Sinclair having to move a finger, and just like Sinclair thought, Vincent took out as much money as possible. Sinclair did everything he could to make sure that nothing Vincent was doing could be traced back to him.

Although the money that the members of Sinclair's circle were embezzling was completely ignored by Sinclair. Sinclair figured that so long as he kept the people in his circle happy, they would never have a reason to not make him the CEO. It was a perfect plan, and Sinclair knew that he would have gotten away with this if not for Mark.

Ka-Cha!

The door of the room opened, and Frieda came inside with a squad of police officers. Mark was leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling as he heard the people that Vincent pointed at being taken into custody.

"Sinclair! You can't possibly allow something like this to happen! Why are you just sitting there!? Help us! I didn't even take much money! The company finances were already fucked before I even touched anything!"

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