Just as he realised he was one of the guards that stayed with him at the hospital overnight, he also noted the murderous look on Scott's face.
A look directed at him. Oh, it was nothing like the scowl on his face earlier.
This was a full-blown fury, like he had just discovered Adrian was the cause of all his problems, and he was bent on getting rid of him.
Then one of the whispers from the guests caught his attention, and his head whipped to the side.
The man unfortunate enough to be close by was an employee of the company.
He shrank back in fear, but he was not fast enough for Scott's hand.
The slap echoed sharply in the solemn atmosphere.
People gasped as the older men frowned in disapproval.
It was a bad omen to cause an act of violence at a funeral, after all.
“How dare you?!”
