He walked into his wife’s funeral with his mistress on his arm… never imagining the woman in the casket had left a $47 million trap that would ruin him before the last prayer.

Felicity stared at the floor while Harrison rose halfway from his seat in shock. Reverend Miller stepped into the aisle and said, “Not today, Harrison. Sit down.”

Mirabelle continued by explaining that his business partners were receiving evidence of his fraud at that very moment. She revealed that the bank had been instructed to freeze all their joint funds.

Then she spoke the words that changed the air in the room to pure terror. She revealed the toxicology findings and the evidence of his deliberate poisoning.

“Detectives are present in this church to act on warrants obtained this morning,” she concluded. Two plainclothes officers rose from a pew near the back of the room.

Harrison tried to say this was insane, but the first detective had already reached him. The second spoke to Felicity and told her to remain in her seat.

The arrest lasted less than a minute as the handcuffs gleamed in the church light. Tessa watched from the front row with her chin lifted and tears running down her face.

At the station, Harrison insisted the supplements were meant to help his wife. He claimed the financial discrepancies were simple bookkeeping mistakes.