Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 811 - The Wind is Strong
Chapter 811: Chapter 811 The Wind is Strong
Chapter 811 -811 The Wind is Strong
Colorful confetti scattered all over the ground.
It got on the guests’ heads and bodies, covering them in paper scraps.
It looked extremely festive.
Unknowing onlookers might even think the Lee Family was holding a wedding.
But this was clearly a funeral!
Fernando Lee’s body was still laid out there!
Those not in the know might even think Beckett Carmichael wanted to stick a “happiness” character on Fernando Lee’s coffin.
“Beckett Carmichael!”
Nikodem Lee trembled with rage.
This was too much!
It was simply outrageous!
“Eli Yarrow, what is going on here!
These wreaths are for Young Master Lee, and the fireworks were meant for Jennifer Lopez’s wedding!”
Beckett Carmichael was equally stunned, he walked over and slapped Eli Yarrow across the face, “This is Young Master Lee’s funeral, are you trying to kill me?”
Eli Yarrow dodged lightly, seemingly slapped, but in actuality, not a hair was touched.
“Yes, boss…
I drank a bit too much last night, and I forgot!”
Eli Yarrow covered his face and said with a wronged tone, “I mixed up the fireworks prepared for Miss Lopez with the wreaths for Young Master Lee.”
“You…”
Beckett Carmichael stamped his foot in anger, “You are trying to screw me over!
Mr.
Lee and I are brothers, today he’s sending off his departed son, and you tell me you mixed them up?”
Nikodem Lee’s face was ashen, and his breathing grew more and more rapid.
“Sorry…”
Eli Yarrow lowered his head.
“Get lost!
Don’t let me see you!
Go buy a new wreath immediately and bring it here!”
Beckett Carmichael pointed at Eli Yarrow and cursed loudly.
“Yes!”
Eli Yarrow didn’t linger and promptly left.
The mourning hall returned to silence once again.
Everyone’s eyes were on Beckett Carmichael and Julius Reed, both dressed in red.
Wearing expressions of fury.
There’s a limit to killing, but this kind of humiliation was a bit too much.
In the capital, among their elite circles, they tend to leave a bit of face in their dealings.
But now, Beckett Carmichael seemed more like a gang leader than the head of Carmichael Corporation.
The head of the Carmichael family, one of the four great families?
“Mr.
Carmichael, this kind of behavior only harms others without benefiting yourself!”
Someone stood out and said to Beckett Carmichael, “Those who supported you, or were neutral, might side with Mr.
Lee because of this incident.”
“Indeed!
This move of yours has really damaged your reputation.”
Natalia Leocadia stepped forward, with a stern face looking at Beckett Carmichael, “Even if your families have hatred, today is Fernando Lee’s funeral.
The dead are most important, don’t you understand that?”
Although Fernando Lee’s sudden death disrupted her plans to drive Sophia Leocadia out of the Leocadia Family,
to gain complete control over the Leocadia Family, Natalia Leocadia still needed Nikodem Lee’s support.
So at this moment, she clearly stated her position, standing by Nikodem Lee.
“Natalia Leocadia, Old Master Leocadia is not dead yet!
The Leocadia Family is not yet yours to point fingers at me.”
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Beckett Carmichael’s face darkened, not giving Natalia Leocadia any face.
He didn’t give Lawrence Koller face, much less Natalia Leocadia!
“Mr.
Carmichael!”
Natalia Leocadia said somewhat angrily, “Today is Fernando’s funeral, no matter what, you are the elder here, behaving like this—do you want to make enemies with the whole capital?”
“The capital?”
Beckett Carmichael snorted coldly and pointed at Julius Reed in red behind him, “As long as Mr.
Reed stands behind me, even if the entire capital were my enemy, what of it?”
“Haha!
Beckett Carmichael, you are quite presumptuous!”
Nikodem Lee said with an enraged laugh, “The righteous will receive many helpers, the unrighteous will have few!
Beckett Carmichael, within half a year, I, Mr.
Lee, will take your place!”
Nobody could understand why Beckett Carmichael had suddenly become so crazed.
Even daring to make an enemy of the entire capital.
The old him, while hot-tempered, was quite rational on major matters.
“Mr.
Lee, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
Beckett Carmichael sneered, “When you invited me to the celebration banquet, it turned out to be a funeral.
Today, I, Old Carmichael, advise you—keep a low profile, or else your son won’t even leave behind ashes!”
“Beckett Carmichael!
Those words are a bit too vicious!”
Natalia Leocadia could not help speaking out again.
Thousands of people stood near the mourning hall.
Many guests of insufficient status could only watch from afar as a group of tycoons confidently discussed their strategies.
Yet they couldn’t catch a glimpse of what exactly happened.
Nonetheless, looking at Beckett Carmichael and his young companion’s conspicuous red attire,
they knew nothing good was going on.
In the dense crowd, those two bright red figures were all too glaring.
“One reaps what one sows!”
Beckett Carmichael pointed coldly at Fernando Lee’s body, “Regardless, Fernando was also my junior.
Today, the wreath has been delivered, intentions made clear, I shall not overstay my welcome!”
“Amias!
See the guests out!”
With a wave of his hand, Nikodem Lee signaled, and Amias Lee promptly approached.
“Please, both of you.”
Although they were quite displeased with the two men, the Lee Family couldn’t forsake courtesy.
“We still have to attend Jennifer Lopez’s wedding.
If anyone has time, you’ll be able to see me at noon.”
Beckett Carmichael turned around and looked at Julius Reed, “Mr.
Reed, let’s go.”
“The wind! is very strong!”
Julius Reed stretched out a hand, feeling the wind’s speed in the air.
“It’s quite strong, it’s spring after all, to be expected,” Beckett Carmichael nodded in agreement.
“Mr.
Lee!”
Julius Reed called out.
“I’m all ears!”
Nikodem Lee was curious to hear what the silent Julius Reed had to say.
“The wind is strong!”
Julius Reed pointed at the sky, “Under these conditions, if the ashes are scattered, nothing will be left.”
“Thank you for your concern!”
Nikodem Lee clasped his hands in thanks and said solemnly, “We have all the facilities here and will ensure a strict escort.
Instead, you should be more worried about your own situation!”
He scoffed lightly, “As far as I know, Jennifer Lopez’s new husband is not someone to be trifled with.”
“Miss Lopez and I are friends; I am going to her wedding today,” Julius Reed replied, putting on his black windbreaker and pointing at the sky, “The wind is strong!”
“I know it’s strong!”
Nikodem Lee’s face darkened.
He had an uneasy feeling!
Something wasn’t right.
“Mr.
Lee, it is time,” said a staff member as they walked over to inquire.
“Ah!”
Nikodem Lee went to Fernando Lee’s side and gently touched his face, “Son, I will avenge you!”
“My son!”
Quentin Leopold threw himself onto Fernando Lee’s ice-cold corpse and hugged it tightly.
“Old lady, accept reality,” Nikodem Lee held Quentin Leopold tightly, gritting his teeth, “Quick!
Take him away!”
“Yes!”
The staff, not daring to delay, immediately began to move Fernando Lee’s body for cremation.
A gust of strong wind blew past, fluttering everyone’s clothes,
and dust filled the air.
“The wind, it really is strong!”
Exhausted in both body and spirit, Nikodem Lee held onto Quentin Leopold.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the crematorium, Beckett Carmichael looked back and said, “Are we really going to let their funeral proceed?”
“I’m petty, and I keep my word,” Julius Reed, sitting in the sedan with his eyes slightly closed, said, “Let’s go.
Bad luck.”
Five minutes later.
A loud explosion echoed.
Boom!
The entire crematorium shook like during an earthquake!
The guests on site were scared out of their wits, running for cover.
A thousand people were plunged into chaos!
“What happened!”
A sense of alarm gripped Nikodem Lee’s heart!
That was the direction where his son was being cremated!
“Amias, hurry and see what happened!”
“Yes, Father!”
Amias Lee steadied himself and ran quickly towards the scene.
“Mr.
Lee!”
Just then, a panicked staff member ran over.
“It exploded!
It exploded!”
“What exploded!”
Nikodem Lee’s face turned instantaneously pale.
“During Young Master Lee’s cremation, an explosion occurred!”
The staff member pointed towards the dust-filled location, trembling from head to toe.
“What about my son’s ashes!”
Nikodem Lee suddenly recalled Julius Reed’s words.
The wind is strong!
“It’s likely that…”
Bang!
Nikodem Lee threw a punch and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
