Judith Bolton was once the most formidable corporate lawyer in London, specialising in high-stakes takeovers and feared across the City. One client described her, with unsettling accuracy, as having “a sharp legal brain with the mindset of a psychopath.”
That was years ago.
Now a respected figure serving on a government committee and trustee boards of major charities, Judith considers herself a woman of influence and standing. Reputation is everything.
Then, just days after her husband’s funeral, she discovers the truth: he had maintained a string of lovers across the country and even in Paris. Worse still, she becomes convinced that their friends and colleagues knew all along. That they watched. That they whispered. That they laughed.
Humiliation is something Judith cannot tolerate.
Anger turns to resolve. His lovers will not escape unpunished.
Methodical and controlled, Judith embarks on a deadly campaign of retribution. With careful planning - and a little luck - she begins to eliminate the women one by one.
But revenge has a habit of spiralling beyond control. And as her final act approaches, an unexpected and devastating revelation threatens to destroy everything Judith has left.
Review for
Mrs Bolton’s Revenge.
I wanted to share how much I genuinely enjoyed this book. The story is immersive from the outset, and Judith is such a compelling central figure. The way her descent into psychopathy is handled feels meticulous and believable, and every stage of her plan ties back to that cold, clinical precision that makes her so striking on the page. Nothing is wasted, and nothing feels accidental. It’s a revenge arc carried with clarity.
The supporting cast adds real weight to the narrative, each serving a purpose without ever taking focus away. I thought the pacing towards the final act was especially strong, and the twist was both unexpected and satisfying. The police involvement was also well-balanced, providing credibility without overshadowing the story’s real heartbeat.
It reminded me a little of Oyinkan Braithwaite's 'My Sister, the Serial Killer' just in terms of the coldness and precision of the characters.
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