My Wealthy Daughter-in-law

"Mom, I want to divorce Esther." My son dropped this bombshell on my birthday in front of a bunch of important people.

I put down my fork without even looking up. "You and Esther grew up together, and you had an arranged marriage. You've always been a famous loving couple. Why suddenly divorce?"

Hank Browning pulled a timid girl from the crowd and said, "Mom, I've fallen in love with Aida. I must marry her."

Another shocker.

I was stunned, struggling to process. I looked at the girl's face. She looked exactly like an old enemy I hadn't seen in a decade.

Seeing her made me shiver with fear. It was her.

The day had come, and my reaction was completely different from my previous life. "So be it."

In my past life, I stopped Hank from divorcing Esther Travis. Esther ended up being accused of murder and imprisoned. It was also this timid girl who got Hank killed.

At the same time, the Browning Group fell apart.

On my deathbed, she smiled as she peeled a fruit and said nonchalantly, "Mom, don't worry. Your son and daughter-in-law are already waiting in the underworld. When you're buried, your in-laws will join them.

"You're a family, so you'll all go together. After you're gone, your daughter will join you. And the entire Browning family, including everything you've enjoyed over the years, will be mine.

"These are your debts to my mother, and you need to pay for your sins.

"Do you hate me? Do you regret it?"

"You should regret not finishing us off back then. You left me and my mother alive."

I flailed my arms for help, grabbing her sleeve. She watched me struggle with satisfaction, then pulled out my oxygen tube, and watched my dying expression.

Her devilish laughter echoed in my mind, and I jolted awake.

I said, "Hank, if you divorce Esther, you won't be a part of the Browning family anymore."

Hank argued, "Mom, what are you talking about? I'm the only heir to the Browning family."

"From now on, Esther is my goddaughter and has inheritance rights," I announced, looking at the girl with a determined gaze.

In my previous life, I was too soft, and she took advantage of Hank being the only heir, slowly taking over.

This time, I wasn't going to let Hank have the freedom he wanted.

Of course, being the heir also restricted his freedom. I was going to fulfill his so-called love.

Hank sulked, "Mom, are you really going to be this ruthless?"

"Hank, go. Don't spoil everyone's mood," I said.

I had the security throw them out and turned to comfort Esther. "Don't worry, from today, I'm cutting off all ties with Hank. From now on, you're my daughter."

She said, "But Hank is your son."

I said, "Being my son doesn't mean he should abandon his wife for some unknown girl. He shouldn't listen to malicious gossip and divorce you.

"The Browning Group doesn't need such an heir."

Esther's mother, my childhood friend, saw me forcing a smile and tried to comfort me. "Can you really bear to cut off ties with Hank? Even if it's to get back at him, a good talking-to or a beating would be enough. Why be so ruthless? Without the Browning Group heir title, how will he manage?"