Get ready to ho-ho-howl with laughter! These 10 Christmas jokes are packed with holiday cheer and cheeky humor to keep your spirits bright. Whether you need a quick laugh or a joke to share at the holiday table, these festive funnies will surely bring everyone joy!
Ah, Christmas! The time of year when everything sparkles, people get a little more generous, and we all pretend fruitcake is something we look forward to eating.
A woman sitting at a table with a plate of fruitcake | Source: Pexels
The holiday season is full of cheer, and it’s also a great time for laughter. Whether you’re cozy by the fireplace or stuck at a family gathering looking for a way to break the ice, these jokes are sure to bring a smile.
So grab your hot cocoa, settle in, and get ready to chuckle with these festive funnies!
A Christmas Test at Heaven’s Gates
Three men find themselves at the pearly gates of heaven on Christmas Eve. Saint Peter meets them with a stern look and a challenge.
St. Peter standing at heaven’s gates | Source: Midjourney
“To get into heaven tonight, you each need to show me something that represents Christmas.”
The first man digs into his pockets, pulls out a match, and lights it. “This is a Christmas candle,” he says with a hopeful smile.
“Impressive,” Saint Peter says and waves him through.
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The second man reaches into his jacket and jangles a set of keys. “These are Christmas bells,” he grins.
Saint Peter nods, letting him pass.
Then, the third man steps up, pulling out a pair of red panties.
Puzzled, Saint Peter asks, “And what on earth do these have to do with Christmas?”
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The man smirks, “They’re Carol’s.”
If that joke didn’t light your Christmas candle, this next one might leave you laughing all the way to New Year’s Day. It’s a story of holiday hangovers, memory lapses, and a husband waking up to a Christmas surprise he definitely wasn’t expecting.
The Hungover Husband’s Christmas Surprise
Paul wakes up groggy and disoriented after his company’s Christmas party. He can barely remember how he got home, and his pounding headache isn’t helping.
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As he pries his eyes open, he notices a glass of water, two aspirin, and a single red rose on his nightstand. His clothes are neatly folded, and the room is spotless. In the bathroom, he notices he has a black eye, and his wife has left him a note on the mirror.
“Darling, breakfast is on the stove. I left early to pick up groceries for your favorite dinner tonight. I love you!”
In the kitchen, a full breakfast is waiting, and his son is already at the table.
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Paul asks his son, “What happened last night?”
“Well, you got home super late, totally drunk, and made a mess. You tripped over the coffee table, broke it, and smashed into the door, giving yourself that black eye.”
Confused, Paul stammers, “Then why is everything so perfect this morning?”
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His son shrugs, “Oh, that’s easy. When Mum tried to take off your pants, you yelled, ‘Leave me alone! I’m married!’”
Let’s keep it going with a military twist on Christmas wishes. Sometimes, what you ask for isn’t exactly what you get, especially when you’re stationed away from home. This one’s for anyone who knows the struggles of life in uniform during the holidays.
The Soldier’s Christmas Wish
Two soldiers are in the mess hall chatting about past Christmas memories.
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“I’ll never forget that one Christmas,” the first soldier says. “I spent an entire week peeling potatoes.”
“What happened?” his friend asks.
“Well, the sergeant asked what I wanted for Christmas,” he recalls.
“And what did you ask for?”
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“A new sergeant,” the first soldier replies.
Ready for a joke that’s heaven-sent? This next story features a monk who spent years copying ancient texts, only to uncover a little mistake that could change everything. It’s a reminder that even the holiest of tasks can come with a hilarious twist!
The Monastic Misprint
A monk named David had spent years copying ancient religious texts by hand. He worked hard at his job and dedicated himself to upholding his vows to be obedient and celibate and free himself from the desire for possessions.
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One day, shortly before Christmas, the head abbot entrusted David with the task of verifying the original manuscripts had been copied and translated precisely, word-for-word.
On Christmas day, David was nowhere to be found. Eventually, the head abbot located him in the archives, crying uncontrollably.
“Brother David, what’s wrong?” the abbot asked.
“All this time… we’ve been copying it wrong,” David sobbed.
“Copying what wrong?” the abbot pressed.
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“The word wasn’t ‘celibate’… it was ‘celebrate’!”
If you thought that last one was divine, the next joke shows us that sometimes family drama isn’t what it appears to be.
The Holiday Season Break-up
The day before Christmas, a father in Brisbane calls his son in Sydney.
“Sorry to ruin your holiday,” the dad says, “but your mother and I are divorcing. I just can’t take it anymore.”
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Shocked, the son yells, “What? No, don’t do anything until I get there! I’m calling my sister.”
Moments later, the daughter phones her dad, furious. “You are NOT getting divorced! My brother and I will be there tomorrow. Don’t do a single thing!”
The father hangs up and turns to his wife.
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He grins widely and tells her, “Well, that’s our Christmas plans sorted. The kids are on their way and they’re paying for their own travel expenses!”
Let’s keep the laughs rolling with a little tale about early Christmas shopping. You know that feeling when you’re just a bit too eager to grab your gifts? Well, this next joke proves that timing is everything — even when it comes to snagging those holiday deals earlier than expected.
The Early Christmas Shopper
A man stands trial during the Christmas season. The judge asks the defendant, “Mr. Jones, what exactly are you accused of doing?”
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“Your honor, I was just doing my Christmas shopping early,” the man says innocently.
“There’s nothing illegal about that,” the judge replies. “What time did you start?”
“Before the store opened.”
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Time for a trip to the airport, where holiday cheer meets travel stress in the best way possible. Even if you’re not a fan of mistletoe, this next joke might make you look twice before checking in your bags this Christmas season.
Airport Mistletoe Mishap
Dave wasn’t feeling the holiday spirit as he waited at the airport just before Christmas. He noticed some mistletoe hanging above the luggage scale.
Mistletoe at the airport | Source: Midjourney
Annoyed, he told the airline attendant, “Even if we were dating, I wouldn’t kiss you under such tacky mistletoe.”
The attendant smirked, “Sir, that mistletoe isn’t for you to kiss me. It’s there so you can kiss your luggage goodbye.”
Hold onto your Santa hats because this next joke features a kid with a very “creative” approach to getting his Christmas wishes granted.
Man talking to airline attendant at the luggage area | Source: Midjourney
When it comes to writing letters to Santa (or Jesus), this boy takes negotiation tactics to a whole new level.
The Kid’s Christmas Bargain
A little boy starts writing his Christmas letter to Santa, but his mom interrupts him.
“You’ve been so naughty this year,” she scolds. “You’d better write that letter to Jesus instead.”
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He thinks for a moment, then begins writing to Jesus, but quickly realizes he can’t lie about being good. Frustrated, he goes for a walk to clear his mind and spots a nativity scene.
Suddenly, he snatches the statue of Mary.
Returning home, he starts his new letter: “Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again…”
From a mischievous kid to a quick-witted teen, our next joke shows that sometimes biblical excuses can go hilariously wrong.
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It’s a classic case of trying to outsmart a parent — only to learn an unexpected lesson.
Long Hair, Don’t Care
After acing his exams and diligently studying the Bible, Danny asks his clergyman father if he can get a car for Christmas.
“You’ve done great with your studies,” his father says. “But I’m disappointed you haven’t cut your hair.”
A teen boy | Source: Midjourney
Danny smiles. “Dad, in the Bible, I noticed that Jesus, Moses, and Samson all had long hair.”
His father nods, “Yes, but did you also notice they walked everywhere?”
And now, let’s end on a high note with a husband who’s in for a surprise of his own while Christmas shopping.
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Just when he thinks he’s found a sentimental moment, he gets a reality check guaranteed to leave you laughing out loud.
The Husband’s Christmas Misunderstanding
A couple is shopping at the mall on Christmas Eve when the husband realizes he’s lost his wife. Frantic, he calls her.
“Honey,” she says calmly, “do you remember the jewelry store where you saw that expensive watch you loved five years ago? The one I said I’d get you one day?”
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His eyes well up. “Yes, I remember.”
“Well,” she replies, “I’m in the lingerie store next to it.”
And there you have it — a sleigh of laughs to brighten your holiday season! Whether you share these jokes at a family dinner or use them to lighten the mood at a holiday party, they’re sure to spread some Christmas cheer.
People at a Christmas party | Source: Midjourney
After all, the best gifts are the ones that bring a smile. So go ahead, share the laughter, and enjoy a merry, jolly, joke-filled Christmas!
For many people, Christmas is a time for family, so keep the laughs coming with these jokes about family life.
3 Incredible Stories Where Money Caused a Rift in the Family
Money has been called the root of all evil, but these lifeless pieces of paper don’t change anyone; they change on their own. In the following stories, people showed their true nature when faced with large amounts of money.
One of the three people in the following tales tried to monopolize her husband’s life and money by kicking his son out, while another tried to bring a feuding family together using finances. A third got a life insurance policy and pretended to be dead. Read on…
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1. My Stepmom Tried Kicking Me Out Only to Discover Something Shocking About Our House That Turned the Tables Around
Returning from work, I was wiped out. College classes by day, gaming store shifts by night… it was endless. I never wanted this part-time job, especially since Dad’s income could cover my expenses.
But my stepmom, Karen, insisted, claiming it’d “teach him responsibility.” When I walked in, my father and stepmom were on my case. Karen was on me immediately, asking, “Why are you late? You were supposed to clean today!”
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I tried to keep calm.
“I had a long day. I’ll clean tomorrow.”
My stepmom folded her arms, her voice sharp as she questioned, “Tomorrow? That’s not how responsibility works, Marcus.”
I couldn’t hold back. “You’re home all day. Is cleaning really that hard?”
Her face flushed red. “How dare YOU speak to ME like that!”
Just then, Dad entered the room, looking between us. “What’s going on?”
“Marcus refuses to clean,” Karen said, crossing her arms.
“I’m not refusing. I said I’ll do it tomorrow. I’m tired,” I explained, swallowing back my frustration.
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Dad sighed, glancing at Karen. “He’ll do it tomorrow. Let’s leave it at that.”
Relieved, I turned toward my room, but Dad stopped me. “Don’t go anywhere tonight, son. We have news to share.”
Nodding, I headed upstairs.
When Dad came to get me later, I dragged myself down to the table, where a cold plate of leftovers waited. As I picked at my food, I felt Karen’s and Dad’s eyes on me.
“What’s this big news?” I asked, glancing up.
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Dad shared a quick look with Karen. “We’re pregnant!” they announced together.
I froze, almost choking. “Uh… congratulations,” I managed, forcing a smile.
Dad looked thrilled, but Karen’s expression stayed cold.
Turning somber, he started, “Son, I don’t know how to say this… but…”
“Actually, Marcus,” Karen began, cutting my dad off, “YOU need to move out.”
“What? Dad, what is she talking about?!” I stammered, looking at Dad, shocked.
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Karen’s look didn’t waver. “My baby is on the way, and we need to prepare the house for it, maybe do renovations. You’ll just be a burden and in the way. We need space for our child.”
“Dad? Where will I go? I can’t afford rent… I work part-time and study! And… God, this is my home too! Dad, say something! Please!” I looked at him, feeling a wave of betrayal.
Dad shifted uncomfortably, looking at me and back at Karen, but stayed silent.
Realizing I was on my own, I said, “You know what? You two can go to hell!” before storming off to my room and slamming the door!
An angry boy storming off | Source: Midjourney
That night, I lay there, feeling lost and abandoned. They couldn’t just toss me out like this, I thought desperately. As their muffled voices drifted through the door, I pressed my ear against it.
Dad sounded hesitant as he said, “Maybe he should stay until he finishes school…”
Karen’s reply was sharp. “Tom, we’ve been over this. He has to go.”
At that moment, I felt utterly alone.
An upset boy | Source: Midjourney
Karen’s voice cut in, “You have three days to figure it out,” she insisted, having walked into my room without even knocking.
I felt heat rush to my face. “I’m a student with a part-time job! I can’t afford a place, let alone in three days!”
But I was talking to my stepmom’s back as she walked away.
Then I thought of Grandma Rose. Maybe she’d help. I dialed her number, hands shaking.
“Grandma Rose? It’s Marcus,” I choked out.
“Marcus? What’s wrong?” she asked, concerned.
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I spilled everything, barely holding back tears.
Rose listened quietly, then said, “Do nothing, sweetheart. I’ll be there soon.”
The next day, my late grandmother’s sister arrived at our door, eyes blazing. She didn’t wait a second.
“Everyone to the living room. Now.”
Karen’s glare met Rose’s, but my grandma spoke first.
“How dare you throw a child out of his home?” she demanded, her voice like steel.
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“Marcus isn’t a child,” Karen snapped back.
“Until he finishes school, he is,” Rose replied. “But none of this matters. This is Marcus’s house. He isn’t going anywhere.”
I blinked, shocked, as Karen scoffed. Rose’s next words shut her down.
“My late sister left the house to Marcus before she passed. It’s been his since he turned eighteen.”
Silence followed, and Karen’s face twisted with anger. But Rose wasn’t finished.
“And by the way, Karen, how’s that wine you were drinking? Odd for a pregnant woman.”
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Karen’s face went pale. “What? How do you know about that?”
“I saw you this morning at the café with your friend on my way here,” Rose replied.
“There is no baby!” Karen blurted, horrified by her slip-up.
Dad looked at her, stunned. “You lied?” he whispered.
Karen tried to recover, but Rose’s calm voice cut in. “Pack your things and go.”
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Within minutes, Karen was gone. Dad looked at me, regretful.
“I’m sorry, son. I don’t know what came over me.”
For the first time in a long while, I felt safe. I hugged him, feeling the relief of finally being home.
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2. Hate Tore My Family Apart Until My Grandmother Brought Us Together One Last Time with a Great Revelation
Scott and I drove to Grandma Eleanor’s for her 80th birthday, the first time in years the whole family was gathering because we hated each other. My husband parked, and as we stepped out into the chilly air, he grumbled, “I still don’t get why we’re here.”
“It’s Grandma’s birthday,” I reminded him. “She’s the only truly kind person in this family, and she wanted us all together.”
He sighed. “I could be working right now. You know we need the money.”
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“It’s one evening,” I said, instinctively patting my stomach. “Do you think they’ll notice?”
Scott chuckled. “If I didn’t know, I wouldn’t notice. But what about telling your grandma?”
“Maybe at the end of the night,” I whispered.
As we headed toward the door, my brother Michael and his wife, Stacy, called out, “Hey! Wait up!”
Stacy hobbled in heels, complaining, “I can’t run in these!”
Scott and I exchanged a look, rolling our eyes. We all knew Stacy only stuck around for Michael’s money.
Scott nudged me to press the doorbell. “Can we just get this over with?”
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At the door, Grandma Eleanor’s warm smile greeted us as she hugged each of us. Inside, the table was loaded with food.
“Why did you make so much, Grandma?” I asked, touched by the spread.
“Oh, I love doing this,” she said, smiling.
As we settled in, Michael asked, “Mom’s not here yet?”
“She’s not sure she can make it,” Eleanor replied, a touch of sadness in her voice.
“Typical,” I muttered. “She never has time for us.”
Michael shot me a look. “Stop. She’s our mom.”
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“Yeah? And she hasn’t wished me a happy birthday in years,” I snapped.
Michael’s face hardened. “You act like you’re perfect, Camilla! She had her career as an actress to focus on!”
“And she put it before us every time because it’s the only thing she cared about!” I fired back.
Scott put a hand on my shoulder, “Camilla, maybe just…”
I ignored him. “You only have those restaurants because Uncle handed them to you!”
Michael clenched his fists. “You’ve always been jealous of me, haven’t you?”
“Jealous of what? That you’re alone with a wife who’s only there for your money?”
An angry woman | Source: Midjourney
“And you have it so good?” he sneered. “Your husband can barely hold a job, and how long have you been trying for kids… five, ten years?”
“Go to hell!” I shouted, standing up.
“Enough!” Grandma Eleanor’s voice cut through the chaos as she stood. “This is my birthday. I brought you here to celebrate… not to argue! And as for the inheritance…”
My head snapped toward her. “Inheritance?”
Eleanor’s voice was stern. “Your grandfather left something, and I have plans for it too, but I’m not leaving a penny to either of you until you prove you deserve it and earn my trust.”
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“What?” Michael demanded. “How do we prove it?”
“Show me you deserve it,” she said quietly, then turned and left.
Needing air, I walked outside, hands cradling my stomach. Michael followed.
“So we might have an inheritance,” he said, glancing at me.
“If you hadn’t ruined things as usual,” I shot back.
“Me?” He looked stunned. “You started it!”
“Michael, I need this inheritance. Scott and I…” I hesitated.
He raised a brow. “Why should I step aside? I need it too. Stacy’s about to leave if I don’t fix things at the restaurants.”
“Maybe she should,” I muttered, turning back toward the house. “I’m not giving up on this.”
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Michael followed me back in, muttering, “Not fair, Camilla.”
I found Grandma in her room. “Grandma, I’m sorry we ruined tonight. Let me help you with anything.”
“Is this how you think you’ll win an inheritance?” she asked with a raised brow. “Do you really need it, Camilla?”
I placed a hand on my stomach. “Because…”
Just then, Michael burst in, interrupting. “Camilla’s lying about me, Grandma!”
“We weren’t even talking about you,” she said dryly.
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Then, just as we returned to the dining room, Mom arrived, swooping in with open arms. “My darlings!”
“Oh, Camilla,” she said, eyeing me critically, “have you gained weight?”
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the table. More bickering followed between my brother, me, and our mother as we tried to prove who deserved the inheritance most. Then suddenly, Grandma’s face turned pale. She clutched her chest, and we heard a loud thud as she collapsed.
“Grandma!” I screamed before clutching my stomach. “Call an ambulance!”
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My husband rushed to my side, gripping my hand. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s starting,” I gasped.
Scott’s eyes widened. “Labor?”
“Yes!” I shrieked.
Michael shouted, “You were pregnant?!”
Our mother commented, “I’m going to be a grandma?!”
And I demanded they call 911!
We’d become so estranged that I didn’t even want to tell them when I got pregnant. I didn’t want to bother because Mom would ignore her grandchild as she ignored me. The madness in our family is why Scott and I moved far away.
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The only person I truly loved was my Nana. She was there for me all the time, the only light in this crazy family, and now she might be gone.
In the hospital, I refused to give birth until I knew about Eleanor. Scott pleaded, “Camilla, focus on the baby!”
After an agonizing hour, our baby girl was born, and when I woke up, Michael entered looking somber. That’s when I found out Grandma had passed away while I was in labor.
“We found a note addressed to the family in your grandmother’s belongings,” a nurse who came in said.
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The note revealed Nana had known I was pregnant, and she’d left her whole inheritance to Scott and my child. She urged Michael to divorce his wife, who had opted to stay behind at the house. And lastly, she pleaded with our mom to do better for us and her grandchild.
Michael remorsefully confessed, “I’m sorry for what I said, Camilla.”
Our mom looked guilty, whispering, “Could I… be a real grandma?”
“Maybe,” I said, holding my newborn and feeling like our family was turning a new leaf as I announced, “Her name is Eleanor.”
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3. I Thought My Father Was Dead, Only to Find Out a Sinister Truth When We Tried Burying Him
I climbed out of the car, standing in front of the church, and felt the weight of losing Dad crash over me. “We couldn’t even give him a proper funeral,” I thought. Bella’s sudden bark interrupted me. She was his dog and was usually calm with staying in the car, but not today.
“Bella!” I turned, watching her agitated at the window.
I gave a hand signal to calm her, and she lay down, though her eyes stayed fixed on me.
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“Stay, Bella,” I whispered, patting her head through the window.
Leaving her whining behind, I walked inside. Dad’s casket lay at the front, roped off since he’d died of an infection. I settled beside my mother, knowing I’d never get a true goodbye.
As the final hymn started, Bella’s bark echoed through the church. She’d managed to get out of the car and jumped on the casket, flowers crashing to the floor as she barked and scratched at the lid!
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Sensing something was wrong, I jumped up. “Open the casket!” I yelled.
Murmurs rose, but I didn’t care; I threw it open myself.
It was empty!
Everyone gasped, but I barely heard. I turned to the funeral director, demanding, “Where is he?!”
My mother’s knees buckled, and I caught her just as she fainted. I rushed her to the hospital, my mind racing. “How could Dad’s body be missing?” I wondered softly.
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That night, I called the police. Detective Bradshaw came over.
“The coroner confirmed your father’s death and released the body to the funeral home,” she said. “Could your father have been in trouble, Mr. Hayes?”
Dad had been a model businessman who ran his own dog training and rehabilitation center. I doubted he’d ever take a risk that would threaten our family. Still, with no leads, Detective Bradshaw left. But I wouldn’t wait. Leaving Bella at home, I went to the morgue for answers.
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At the desk, a nurse informed me, “The coroner resigned, and no replacement has been assigned.”
When I asked for Dad’s file, she refused until I slipped $1,000 onto the counter. She turned a blind eye as I entered the coroner’s office, but Dad’s file was gone.
Frustrated, I returned to Dad’s office, opening his email only to find every message deleted! Right then, Dad’s lawyer, Mr. Stevens, walked in.
“Ryan,” he greeted me, his tone grave. “You’re the new CEO of the company.”
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“What happened to Dad’s things here?” I asked, noticing two missing dancer figurines.
Mr. Stevens shook his head.
“Your father supposedly took them home, though I don’t think he ever found the third one. The collector wants half a million for it.”
I knew the dancers weren’t at home; I’d searched thoroughly through my parents’ house while packing away Dad’s things.
But Stevens went on to reveal something else: we were in severe debt, and investors had been pulling out since Dad had been missing meetings for months.
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Then he added, “And there’s something you should know. I believe Arnold was having a relationship with his new secretary.”
Trying to ignore my anger, I spent the day placating investors. Then, I tracked down Dad’s secretary, Miss Pearson. That evening, I tailed her to her house and, when she drove off, I snuck inside her closing garage and made my way into her house.
In her room, I found a framed photo of her kissing Dad!
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Then I checked the coffee table, discovering a manila envelope. Inside was Dad’s $7 million life insurance policy with Miss Pearson as the sole beneficiary! I drove straight to the police with the evidence.
Hours later, they confirmed she was booked on a flight to Morocco, which had no extradition treaty. Detective Bradshaw assembled her team for the airport, and they searched the crowd. But Miss Pearson was gone.
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I refused to give up. My last lead was the third dancer. I tracked down its collector and paid the outrageous $750,000. I scheduled an auction, hoping Dad would hear about it.
At the auction house, I watched from the shadows. Then, at $1 million, a familiar voice called out. Dad. I blocked his way as Detective Bradshaw handcuffed him.
He glared at me. “Ryan? You set me up!”
“You faked your death to run off with your mistress, leaving us to grieve over an empty casket!” I spat, horrified.
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Dad’s face fell as he confessed. He’d faked his death for a new life. I stared coldly.
“You taught me a man should do what’s right, not follow his own selfish interests. I hope you remember that.”
Bradshaw assured me Miss Pearson wouldn’t get far. As they took Dad away, I knew he’d finally face the consequences.
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