Her Quiet Vengeance

ce, his darting eyes, the wads of cash he pressed into my hand-I saw through the charade immediately. My suspicions, honed by years of his sub

evoted wife, blissfully unaware of his true connections to the baby's birth mother, a woman named Jessica. He bragged about Ethan, "his" son, never knowing I was pains

ithin me. I smiled, I nodded, I played the part of the perfect mother to Ethan, the brilliant son I adored. But ben

sica and "his" long-lost son at a lavish party. He thought he was orchestrating his ultimate triumph. He had no idea he