My Husband Named His Bastard His Heir

Synopsis

My husband of ten years, Brad Springer, signed the divorce papers in front of me, transferring the entire 1.5 billion fortune we built together to the bastard son he'd been raising on the sly. He said, "Isabel Walter, you get nothing at all." There was no hiding the smugness and contempt on his face. What he didn't know was that I'd been waiting for this day for ten years. The next day, his body was found at the bottom of a cliff outside the city, smashed beyond recognition. When the police came to my door, I was calmly pruning my roses.