My in-laws and my husband forced me and my baby to leave the house in the middle of the falling snow to protect his new mistress, not knowing I had just inherited 2.3 billion dollars from my grandfather — and within 24 hours, I turned their lives completely upside down.

You’re lying in the snow, bleeding, with your three-day-old daughter who has gone frighteningly quiet in your arms. Your husband’s family has just thrown you down a set of stone stairs in the middle of a snowstorm. They called you trash, scum, a nobody.

What they didn’t know was that in four hours, I would inherit $2.3 billion—and I was about to make every single one of them pay dearly.