Noah’s POV
My anger bristles as soon as my gaze lands on the developer and the wall of muscle that currently stands beside him like a silent sentry, glaring at us all menacingly.
What the f***k is he doing here? How f.ucking dare he step foot within the vicinity of this funeral, looking around, and speaking as though he has some sort of right to be here.
I step forward instantly, to shield Daisy, Hallick mimicking my movements, placing himself between Seona and the asshole in front of us as he holds out an arm to cover my mother, who blinks in surprise at the man, who I don’t think she’s ever met.
Both of us act like an impenetrable wall, staring the other man and the bodyguard he’s brought with him, down as he gives us a shallow smile.
‘What do you want?’ I snarl, my shoulders tensin
