If my first plan didn't work, I will marry a 95 year old without kids to share the estate with when he dies. I will do it in a meek, loving way, so that nobody expect me doing it for the money, of course. Then, when he dies, I will be a grieving, tenderhearted widdow with loads of money. Possibly with fuxed boobs, lips, butts and everything you could buy for money.
So. Guys 95+: I am single and ready for you.
Guys 50-: come back after two years and you will get the wealthy, attractive, slightly greedy woman you have dreamt of.