A grieving son stormed into his father’s funeral and screamed a terrifying sentence.

The family’s lawyer slowly stood up.

— Open the box.

Victoria panicked.

— Nee!

Two security guards came forward.

Victoria threw herself forward.

— DO NOT TOUCH HIM!

At that moment, everyone understood.

There was something terrible behind this story.

The room fell back into complete silence.

The security guards slowly lifted the lacquered wooden lid.

The hinges squeaked.

Those present leaned forward to look.

And then—

cries of bewilderment rang out everywhere.

The chest was empty.

Chaos broke out.

Women started screaming.

Several people recoiled in shock.

The family lawyer almost lost his balance.

Because Victor Sterling wasn’t in the game.

The billionaire’s body had disappeared.

Victoria’s legs gave out.

— No… no…

Ethan stared at the empty box.

And then—

another voice sounded from the back of the chapel.

— Are you looking for me?

The entire room froze.

Slowly…

Everyone turned around.

A man stood in the doorway.

Alive.

Victor Sterling.

The billionaire himself.

Under the bruises.

Exhausted.

But alive.

Those present burst into shocked exclamations.

Victoria let out a cry.

Victor walked slowly forward, surrounded by detectives.

For finally, the truth came to light.

Three days earlier, Victor had discovered evidence that his wife had been poisoning him unnoticed for months.

Fearing for his life, he had contacted the police.

Together they had faked his death.

This funeral was no farewell.

It was a trap.

And Victoria had fallen for it.

The detectives walked up to her immediately.

— You have the right to remain silent.

The woman burst into tears.

— Victor, please…

But the billionaire looked at her with deep disgust.

— You wanted to bury me even before I had actually died.

The handcuffs clicked around her wrists.

The room was left paralyzed with disbelief.

Meanwhile, Ethan ran to his father and hugged him tightly.

For a few moments, neither of them said anything.

For some miracles cannot be put into words.

And under the white roses and the flickering candlelight…

was what should have been a funeral, turned into a new beginning.

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