They Disposed of My Defective Son So I Gave Birth to Four Heirs to Take Everything

Summary

All the children born to Arthur Croft’s girlfriends had something wrong with them.

Only the daughter from his first marriage was perfect, and he adored her for it.

The son I bore him—the sweet, challenged boy I loved—was thrown to his death by that same daughter. Then, she stabbed me, her voice a venomous whisper in my ear. “So what if you had a son? He was a defective. He was never going to be a Croft.”

Now, I’m back. Reborn in a moment before the end, and this time, I’ve woken up with something new. A power I’ll call the Legacy System.