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!"
