THE MAN WHO RECEIVED TOMORROW’S OBITUARY Final Part — The Last Son Daniel couldn't sleep after learning that his father had another son who looked exactly like him. The next morning, Rebecca confessed everything. His business partner, Victor, had arranged the obituary to make Daniel appear dead. His plan was to introduce Daniel's look-alike as the rightful owner of the company and transfer millions into secret accounts before anyone discovered the deception. Michael had helped them, but he hadn't been the mastermind. “Where is Victor now?” Daniel demanded. Rebecca handed him an address. It belonged to an abandoned mansion that had once belonged to Daniel's father. Daniel informed the police, and they went there together. Inside, they found Victor standing beside a man who looked exactly like Daniel. Same face. Same height. Same scar above the left eyebrow. Even the same wedding ring. Daniel stared at the stranger. “Who are you?” The man smiled. “My name is Samuel. I'm your father's fourth son.” Victor stepped forward. “Your father kept him hidden because he knew the truth about your birth would destroy this family.” Daniel shook his head. “What truth?” Suddenly, an elderly man emerged from a dark corridor. It was Daniel's father. Alive. “I'm sorry, son,” he said. “I separated you because I was trying to protect you from the consequences of my own mistakes.” He explained that decades earlier, he'd secretly fathered Samuel during an affair. When the affair became public, he feared losing his family and inheritance, so he concealed Samuel's existence. Years later, Samuel returned seeking recognition. Victor exploited his anger and promised to help him claim the family business. David discovered their scheme and tried to stop them. He was killed before he could deliver the evidence to the police. Daniel's face hardened. “So my brother died because you all wanted money and power?” Nobody answered. Victor suddenly grabbed a folder and rushed toward the exit, but the officers stopped him. Inside the folder were forged documents, secret bank accounts, and instructions for transferring Daniel's entire fortune. The plot was finally exposed. Victor was arrested. Michael agreed to testify about the conspiracy. Samuel, realizing how easily he'd been manipulated, surrendered the documents he had hidden. But Daniel had one final question for his father. “Why did you let us believe David was dead?” His father lowered his head. “Because I was a coward. I thought hiding the truth would protect everyone. Instead, it destroyed the people I loved.” Daniel walked away without forgiving him. Some betrayals couldn't be repaired with an apology. Three months later, Daniel held a funeral for David. This time, there were no forged identities, secret plans, or hidden agendas. Just family, grief, and the truth. After the funeral, Daniel returned home and found an envelope waiting on his doorstep. There was no return address. Inside was a photograph of David holding two newborn babies. On the back, someone had written: You found your father's fourth son. But you never asked who delivered the first obituary. Daniel turned the photograph over again. A date was written beneath the message. It was dated one day after David's funeral. His phone rang. An unknown voice whispered: “You think it's over, Daniel?” He stared at the envelope. “Who is this?” The caller laughed softly. “Someone who knew David was going to die before you ever received that obituary.” The line went dead. Daniel stood motionless, finally understanding something terrifying. The obituary hadn't predicted his death. It had revealed that someone had planned it long before he knew he was in danger. And although Victor had been arrested, the person who started everything was still out there. Daniel folded the photograph and placed it inside his desk. Then he called the detective. “I need you to reopen the case.” Because some secrets don't die with the people who keep them. THE END.