Eudoraâs brows knitted tightly as she thought about it. Suddenly, an announcement was heard from the outside.
âMalcom and Fabian Nolan, please come forward!â
Eudora tidied up her clothes and headed to the mourning hall.
Malcom seemed to have gotten older overnight. His heart sank dreadfully when he heard the news of Tylerâs death.
âIf I knew that you were going to leave so soon. I wouldnât have competed with you in our last chess gameâ¦â
Eudora felt a pang of sadness when she heard this.
Malcom turned to face Eudora and said, âKid, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can let me know. Iâll get Fabian to assist you!â
Eudora bowed deeply, âThank you, Uncle Nolan.â
Malcom gazed outside and noticed that only a few people from the Holt family attended the funeral despite being a big family. Malcom and Tyler were best friends in the past. Hence, he was baffled to see such a desolate scene.
âThis⦠Kid, your fatherâs funeral is an important matter, didnât you inform everyone?â
Eudora chuckled bitterly, and Leslie, who was next to her, hurriedly said, âMr. Nolan, of course, we have already informed everyone. Itâs just that when an influential person falls from power, his hangers-on disperses.â
Malcom was infuriated and thought that people were underestimating the Holt family because of Tylerâs death. He bellowed in anger, âHow daring of them! Even if he isnât around anymore, I, Malcolm Nolan, am still around. Iâll call those ungrateful brats and teach them a lesson!â
After that, Malcom took out his phone.
Fabian hurriedly grabbed Malcomâs arm and persuaded him, âFather, forget it! Uncle Holt wonât mind!â
Hearing this, Malcom looked at Fabian doubtfully and asked, âTell me frankly, do you have something to hide from me?â
No matter how good Fabian was, he was still Malcomâs son. Naturally, a son wouldnât go against his father.
âDad, I donât.â
âStop lying to me! Are you going to tell me or not? If you donât, Iâll find out for myself!â
Fabian frowned. Malcom asked Fabianâs assistant, âBy the way, why donât I see Callum? And how about Waldron and the others? Itâs better to have more people here to pay their services. Go and call them over.â
The assistant seemed uncomfortable and stuttered, âMr. Nolan, thisâ¦â
âJust go!â
âDad!â Fabian finally couldnât hold himself back any longer and said, âDo you think that things will be like this just because of Mr. Holtâs death? Everyone knows that both the Holt family and Nolan family are together! If no one dares to come, isnât it because they are afraid of being involved with us?â
âWhat?â Malcom staggered, âHow can that be? The Nolan Group is at the peak of its power. Why would they be afraid of being involved with us?â
Fabian smiled regretfully and explained, âItâs all my fault. I was anxious and wanted to lead the Nolan family to greater heights. I didnât want to linger on the past, so I mistrusted Waldron and his group. Because of that, Waldron transferred out all our groupâs funds and misused my trust. Besides that, do you know how Mr. Holt passed away? The police were tailing Callum and hurt Mr. Holt by accident!â
After Fabian ended his speech, he hurriedly held Malcom, who was on the brink of collapsing.
âFather, I know that the Nolan family has been the product of your many years of hard work. Itâs my fault, so please donât be angry. If you have anything to say, just say it to me directly.â
Malcom punched Fabian straight away and growled, âDo you still treat me as your father? Shouldnât you consult your father for such a severe problem? Am I so fragile? These b*stards need to be punished!â
After finishing his words, Malcom called his assistant.
âGo and call those people and tell them that itâs fine to not come because of me. However, they better not regret it if anything happens in the future!â
The assistant seemed embarrassed and said, âSir, the police are observing our family the entire time right now. Wonât thisâ¦â Wasnât this just a bold threat? Would it even work?
Malcom was boiling from anger as he frowned, âDo young people nowadays have no guts to do anything? What are you afraid of? Just do it!â
Eudora was somewhat astonished. Whenever she witnessed Malcom and Tyler arguing in the past, she thought it was just what elders do to pass the time as friends. However, Malcolm was trying his best to give his old friend a good send-off now since they had grown up together.
His sincerity made her feel emotional.
However, she couldnât bear to see Malcom getting into trouble over this matter, so she said in a hurry.
âUncle Nolan, forget it. Itâs good enough for my father to have you as a friend!â
âNo! Kid, you donât understand,â He turned back and called his assistant, âWhy are you still here? Go!â
Fabian closed his eyes. He never really understood what his father meant by integrity, so he could only nod his head in silence.
The assistant turned around in a hurry and ran out.
â¦
At the same time, Amos made a beeline for the Holt Manor upon returning. At the entrance of the Holt Manor, Amos heard two men conversing with each other.
âDo you really want to go? The Holt family used to be one of the best families in Greene City, after all. What if they rise up again?â
âRise up? I think youâre overthinking. Tyler is the most powerful person in the Holt family, but heâs gone now. His only heir is his daughter who knows how to run a milk tea shop. How do you expect them to rise from the ashes?â
âBut Malcom made an ultimatum! Even if youâre not afraid of offending the Holt family, the Nolan familyâ¦â
âForget the Nolan family. Malcom is an old man, his time is almost up! Additionally, havenât you heard the gossip? This time, the Nolan family is being targeted by the higher-ups. Theyâre hollowing out their strength now, you idiot. Donât fight a battle you canât win!â
âYou are right. Thankfully I didnât go in. Letâs go. I heard that Golden Luxe Bar has just opened in Greene City. Letâs go, Iâll treat you to a drink!â
The two of them left as they chatted away.
Amos glared at the two men with a dark expression. He looked in the direction of where the two men stood. Today was the day of Tylerâs funeral, but there seemed to be no one at the Holt Manorâs entrance.
He instantly felt depressed at the thought of his woman being pale-faced and disappointed.
âWho are those two people?â Amos suddenly asked.
His driver was a local, so he replied, âI think he is the only son of the Chilton family, the largest fruit trader here in Greene City. The other guy is the head of the Carter family, the most powerful family in the catering business. Whatâs wrong?â
âNothing!â
Then, Amos took out his phone and made a call.
âDavid, didnât you say last time that you didnât know what areas TEM Company is developing now? I suddenly have a good idea!â
David was taken aback and asked, âWhat?â
âItâs fruits and catering!â
David was speechless.
David paused for a moment before saying, âPresident Granger, you are a busy man. You have never come knocking on my door except to receive dividends. Who is the one who triggered you so badly that you suddenly decide to plot something with me?â
âHahâ¦â Amos sneered, âThe Chilton family and the Carter family from Greene City!â
David paused. Maybe he was just doing some investigations.
âItâs not a big industry. Are you sure, President Granger? I donât like this kind of scattered business.â
âAfter buying it over, you can destroy it and do whatever you want with it. You can deduct the money from my dividends. Do it now, and I hope to hear from you in half an hour.â