Quinn Babcock has no desire to be the “matriarch in training” for her family of highly-opinionated billionaires, but her tiny bulldozer of a grandmother has other plans. The honor of the family real estate empire has been insulted, and Quinn must step in to save the day.

 

But there isn’t enough money, a fine-enough collection of fabulous shoes, or a goofball assistant sunny enough to make up for Quinn’s new responsibilities. And after missing out on finding her own “Mr. Right,” Quinn suddenly has two—no, three—no, six handsome men begging for her attention. But do they want Quinn? Or Quinn’s enormous stock portfolio?

 

This grumpy-sunshine, Poor Little Rich Girl romantic comedy isn’t for those who dislike steamy sex, the classic only-one-bed scenario, the opulence of a billionaire lifestyle, or reader laughter that becomes unladylike snorts. You’ve been warned!