During the funeral ceremony of the father, the son arrives dressed in a vibrant suit, wearing a smile on his face, causing the priest to pause the proceedings. – Story of the day

The funeral comes to a halt as a concerned priest intervenes upon seeing the deceased’s son arrive in a striking green suit. The vivid attire leaves mourners in awe, but nothing can compare to the utter shock that follows when he reveals that his father is actually alive inside the coffin.

Clad in somber black, the attendees solemnly honored the memory of the departed business magnate, Mr. Sullivan. Abruptly, the church doors swung open with a resounding thud. The sight that unfolded left everyone in a state of disbelief: 22-year-old Alex stepped in, donning a vibrant green suit, a smile adorning his face.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” proclaimed the priest, “as we convene today to honor Mr. Sullivan’s memory, we are caught off guard by the current situation.” He continued sternly, “Alex, this is not the appropriate way to attend a funeral of a loved one. I kindly request that you leave and return dressed more suitable for the occasion.”

With a chuckle, Alex made his way up the aisle. “Apologies, Father Johnson, for my choice of a vibrant green suit at my father’s funeral. However, my purpose here today is not to mourn.”

A wave of discomfort and confusion washed over their faces.

“You see, my beloved father here in the coffin… is a fraud and a great liar!” Alex declared, pointing to the open coffin. “But what will shock you even more is that he is still… ALIVE!”

“You heard me, dear friends,” Alex continued. “Let me tell you what I have discovered since my dear Daddy’s so-called death.”

The dining room was filled with laughter and the wonderful aroma of a delicious meal. Friends and family had gathered to celebrate the 50th birthday of business tycoon Mr Sullivan.

“Please join me in a toast.” Mr Sullivan stood and raised his glass of champagne.

“I would like to express my deepest gratitude to my loving family. Thank you Jesus… for giving me a wonderful son, Alex, who I wish nothing but the best… Life is too short to worry so much, friends. So let us live this moment to the fullest…”

Mr Sullivan’s words seemed strange to everyone. Alex was puzzled as to why his father was suddenly talking as if he was saying goodbye to everyone.

“…After all, I’m tired of this fast-paced life. The more I think about it, the more I feel stressed. So I’d like to retire to my office,” Mr Sullivan chugged his drink and disappeared into his office upstairs.

Everyone was uneasy. The happy birthday atmosphere had become worrying, and no one could say why Mr Sullivan was behaving so strangely.

“Let’s not disturb him,” Mr Sullivan’s brother Carter rose from his table. “Midlife crisis! I’ve been there myself. Let him have some time to himself.”

Everyone decided not to disturb him until about 20 minutes later when they heard the loud crash of a chair falling in Mr Sullivan’s study.

“Oh my God…Dad?” Alex ran into his father’s study.

When Alex burst into the room, Mr Sullivan was sprawled on the floor, shaking and gasping for breath as if he was having a seizure. A vial of spilled liquid lay beside his father. Dad’s speech from a while ago was ringing in his ears. Nothing made sense then. But now his worst fears were confirmed when he saw the vial.

“Dad… no, what have you done?” Alex burst into tears as he knelt beside his father. He felt for a pulse and shouted, “Call an ambulance!”

“No…we don’t have time. I’ll take him to the hospital myself.” Alex’s uncle Carter, who was a doctor in the local clinic, scooped his brother up and rushed him to the hospital in his car.

Alex’s hopes that Dad would be alright hit a brick wall when he saw his uncle Carter outside the emergency ward, agony etched all over his face.

“Uncle Carter…is Dad alright?” Alex stuttered.

Carter placed his hand on Alex’s shoulder. Sighing a deep breath, he broke the bad news.

“I’m sorry, Alex. My brother…your Dad, he passed away from Potassium cyanide poisoning. As his brother, I feel it’s my responsibility to oversee the funeral arrangements.”

Carter’s words hung in the air as Alex nodded, unable to believe his father, who was alive and healthy half an hour ago, was now dead.

“Dad’s such a strong man…he would never do this to himself. Someone must’ve murdered him.” Alex hurried back home to check his Dad’s study.

The house was eerily empty when he arrived. The housekeepers and all the guests were at the hospital and funeral parlour preparing for the late Mr Sullivan’s last rites. That left Alex all alone with the family dog, Pebbles.

As Alex rifled through everything in his father’s study, he didn’t notice Pebbles entering the office. Alex was looking through the files when he heard a slurping sound. His heart raced as he saw his dog lapping up the drops of poison that had spilled around the vial.

“Pebbles…Oh my God…stop!” Alex ran to his dog, but it was too late. Pebbles had licked every last drop of the poison.

Alex scooped up his dog and rushed to the vet.

“Doctor… nurse…” Alex ran into the hospital with a limping Pebbles in his arms. “My dog… he accidentally swallowed potassium cyanide. Please save him.”

“Are you sure your dog has swallowed potassium cyanide?” the doctor said as he examined the dog. “Because potassium cyanide is very poisonous. Just a few grams is fatal… but your dog is breathing… and everything seems normal.”

Alex was overwhelmed. He looked down at Pebbles on the stretcher. He looked perfectly fine, except for being unconscious.

“I don’t understand… how is that possible?” Alex became agitated. He insisted that the doctor test the dog’s blood.

When the results came back two hours later, Alex was shocked. There were no traces of potassium cyanide in his dog’s blood.

“We only found traces of sleeping pills,” the vet said. “That’s why your dog is unconscious. He should be fine in a couple of hours. You can take him home.”

“Sleeping pills?” Alex whispered.

He left the clinic with his dog and was on his way home when he received a call from the local police station.

“Mr Sullivan, this is Officer Dan from the police. We believe your father’s death was a premeditated suicide… for tax evasion.”

“What?” Alex asked anxiously as he pulled over to the side of the road.

“Your father was recently implicated in a tax evasion case. He sold the company tax-free for around $10 million in cash. We’re trying to locate the missing money. Any information you can provide on your father’s financial dealings would be helpful, Mr. Sullivan,” said the police officer.

“I… I don’t know anything about this, officer,” Alex replied.

Alex hung up the phone and felt like he had entered a maze. Just as one shock began to settle, another one surfaced. He didn’t understand what was happening.

He looked at his dog, and a strange thought occurred to him: “If it’s not potassium cyanide poisoning… then why was he declared dead? Maybe I’m missing something?” Alex wondered.

After leaving his dog at home, Alex immediately drove to the hospital where Mr. Sullivan’s body was being kept in the morgue.

Alex sneaked into the morgue and began to search for his father’s body. The cold in the morgue haunted Alex as he searched the shelves for the label with his dad’s details.

After an arduous search, he found the body. But when Alex lifted the white sheet, he found the body of an unknown man, wearing a tag with his father’s details:

“Jesus Christ… what’s going on? Who is this man with Dad’s toe tag?”

Alex froze in shock. He could not help but suspect that his uncle had something to do with this.

“When Dad said he wanted to be alone in his study and we were all worried, Uncle Carter was calm,” Alex mused. “He told us to leave Dad alone… and insisted on driving Dad to the hospital instead of calling an ambulance.”

Alex returned home to search for answers. He searched every nook and cranny of Dad’s study for the $10 million. If his suspicions were correct, the money would be somewhere in the house.

When hours of searching led to yet another dead end, Alex searched Dad’s car for anything that might lead him to the missing money.

“There’s got to be something… where did he keep the money?” Alex was frustrated until his gaze shifted to the car’s navigator.

Desperate for answers, Alex checked the navigator and found an unknown address on the outskirts of the city that Dad had frequented.

“This place looks deserted. Why would Dad go here?” Alex wondered. With little hope of finding a clue, Alex immediately drove to the address to check it out.

When he arrived half an hour later, he found himself standing in front of an eerie, abandoned mansion, surrounded by an eerie cluster of dilapidated houses.

Garbage and rubbish littered the grounds, disgusting Alex. The place looked like it had been used as a dumping ground by the locals. It made no sense that a rich businessman like Mr Sullivan would frequent this place.

“Why would Dad come here?” Alex picked a rusty lock with ease and crept into the mansion.

Nothing inside seemed suspicious until Alex found a hatch on the floor, hidden under a pile of rubbish. What confused Alex was the new lock on the hatch. He broke the lock with a stone and opened the hatch. What he found confirmed his worst fears.

“Oh my God… is this the $10 million the cops were looking for?”

Alex’s mouth dropped open in shock as he found two bags of money hidden in a small cellar.

Alex rummaged through the bags to see if there was anything else. In one bag he found $3 million and in the other he found the remaining $7 million and two passports. One of the passports had his father’s photograph, but to Alex’s shock, the name on it read Alan Parker. It was then that Alex realised it was a fake.

“Linda Parker? Who is she?” Alex grew tense as he saw the photograph of an unknown woman on the other passport. “Why is Dad faking his identity? What’s his connection to this Linda?”

The puzzle was put together when Alex found two plane tickets to Miami in his father’s passport. The flight was scheduled to leave five hours after the funeral.

“…and that’s how I solved the mystery!” Alex finished the story with a laugh. “If you still don’t believe me, take a look at this!”

With a hand mirror in his hand, Alex approached his father’s coffin and positioned it near his mouth. After a few seconds, he showed the fogged mirror to the guests and the priest.

“See? My dad is breathing!” Alex exclaimed. “So what are we waiting for? Let’s wake up Sleeping Beauty!”

Alex injected a shot of adrenaline into his father’s body. Minutes later, Mr Sullivan sat up in the coffin, breathing heavily.

“Rise and shine, dad!” Alex laughed as Mr Sullivan looked around, his face showing disbelief and horror.

An hour later, Mr Sullivan and his brother Carter were sitting in the interrogation room, handcuffed. They realised there was no point in running away and decided to come clean.

“I planned to replace the vial in my brother’s study with real potassium cyanide… to distract the forensics… and on the way to the cemetery I had to fix the hearse… and tell everyone that I had called the funeral home… and that another hearse was on the way,” Carter confessed.

“We had already arranged for the second hearse… it was a fake… with my mistress Linda hiding in it. Our plan was for her to carry an adrenaline shot. And in the crematorium we planned to burn the body of an unidentified man from the mortuary,” Mr Sullivan revealed, staring at his handcuffs.

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