My Second Husband novel Chapter 611

Eudora's brows knitted tightly as she thought about it. Suddenly, an announcement was heard from the outside.

"Malcom and Fabian Nolan, please come forward!"

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 Tyler's death.

"If I knew that you were going to leave so soon. I wouldn't have competed with you in our last chess game..."

Eudora felt a pang of sadness when she heard this.

Malcom turned to face Eudora and said, "Kid, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can let me know. I'll get Fabian to assist you!"

Eudora bowed deeply, "Thank you, Uncle Nolan."

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.

"This... Kid, your father's funeral is an important matter, didn't you inform everyone?"

Eudora chuckled bitterly, and Leslie, who was next to her, hurriedly said, "Mr. Nolan, of course, we have already informed everyone. It's just that when an influential person falls from power, his hangers-on disperses."

Malcom was infuriated and thought that people were underestimating the Holt family because of Tyler's death. He bellowed in anger, "How daring of them! Even if he isn't around anymore, I, Malcolm Nolan, am still around. I'll call those ungrateful brats and teach them a lesson!"

After that, Malcom took out his phone.

Fabian hurriedly grabbed Malcom's arm and persuaded him, "Father, forget it! Uncle Holt won't mind!"

Hearing this, Malcom looked at Fabian doubtfully and asked, "Tell me frankly, do you have something to hide from me?"

No matter how good Fabian was, he was still Malcom's son. Naturally, a son wouldn't go against his father.

"Dad, I don't."

"Stop lying to me! Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll find out for myself!"

Fabian frowned. Malcom asked Fabian's assistant, "By the way, why don't I see Callum? And how about Waldron and the others? It's better to have more people here to pay their services. Go and call them over."

The assistant seemed uncomfortable and stuttered, "Mr. Nolan, this..."

"Just go!"

"Dad!" Fabian finally couldn't hold himself back any longer and said, "Do you think that things will be like this just because of Mr. Holt's death? Everyone knows that both the Holt family and Nolan family are together! If no one dares to come, isn't it because they are afraid of being involved with us?"

"What?" Malcom staggered, "How can that be? The Nolan Group is at the peak of its power. Why would they be afraid of being involved with us?"

Fabian smiled regretfully and explained, "It’s all my fault. I was anxious and wanted to lead the Nolan family to greater heights. I didn't want to linger on the past, so I mistrusted Waldron and his group. Because of that, Waldron transferred out all our group's 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!"

After Fabian ended his speech, he hurriedly held Malcom, who was on the brink of collapsing.

"Father, I know that the Nolan family has been the product of your many years of hard work. It's my fault, so please don't be angry. If you have anything to say, just say it to me directly."

Malcom punched Fabian straight away and growled, "Do you still treat me as your father? Shouldn't you consult your father for such a severe problem? Am I so fragile? These b*stards need to be punished!"

After finishing his words, Malcom called his assistant.

"Go and call those people and tell them that it's fine to not come because of me. However, they better not regret it if anything happens in the future!"

The assistant seemed embarrassed and said, "Sir, the police are observing our family the entire time right now. Won't this..." Wasn't this just a bold threat? Would it even work?