Reborn At My Father's Funeral

While everyone was still confused by this family drama, a group of thugs burst into the chapel, armed with iron bars and covered in tattoos.

They began smashing and throwing things around, shouting, "Where is Antony Thomas? Pay us back!"

In my previous life, at this moment, Dad was comfortably lying in the coffin while Mom dealt with these thugs alone.

They saw Dad as deceased and demanded that Mom repay the debt.

Mom then discovered that before he died, Dad had borrowed five million dollars in high-interest loans.

With interest, the total amount to be repaid was around six million dollars. The stress of repaying the debt had contributed to her developing stomach cancer, leading to her death.

Meanwhile, with a great amount of money, Dad lived a comfortable life with his true love and son.

This time, my poor Dad had to face the consequences himself.

As they roared with anger, Dad's face turned pale.

He realized he should have been in the coffin, not standing here.

I pointed to him and said, "Sir, he is Antony Thomas."

Dad's face was pale with fear as he pleaded with the thugs.

"I'll pay, I promise. Just give me a bit more time, and I'll have the money."

The thugs then swaggered out of the chapel.

In front of everyone, I spoke up again, "Dad, did you plan to borrow high-interest loans, fake your death, and run away with Ms. Dunbar?"

Dad's face turned a dark shade of anger.

I thwarted his plan, and I also made him lose face in front of Tammy.

Furious, he came over and reached out to hit me, but Mom pushed him away.

She glared at him and said, "If you lay a finger on Lorraine, I will fight you!"

Dad retreated awkwardly, and the farce finally came to an end.