At around nine o'clock in the morning, Fabian's car was ready to leave from the Nolan family's villa.
Before he left, Malcom smiled and reminded him, "You little brat, you must bring Eudora back for me. Otherwise, don't come back ever again!"
Fabian couldn't help but laugh. "Are you really my father? I'm not adopted, right?"
"Don't talk gibberish with me!" Malcom said that and then pushed Fabian into the car. As the car sped far away, Malcom looked into the sky.
"Tyler, our two families have finally become in-laws. It'd be great if you're still around! This way, I wouldn't have to let you win in chess anymore!"
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On the way, Fabian straightened his necktie many times and asked his assistant.
"This should be fine, right?"
The assistant nodded. "Yes, Mr. Nolan. No matter how you
