Million Dollar Marriage by Katy Evans (Million Dollar #2)
English | 2019 | Romance | ePUB | 493 Kb
Million Dollar Marriage : If someone had bet Nell a million dollars that she would be saying “I do” to a complete stranger on national television, she’d have called them crazy, but with her crushing student loan payments sending her deep into the red, she’s out of options. This should be nothing more than a business transaction—until she sets eyes on her groom, and everything changes.
The game is on the instant Luke spots Penelope “Nell” Carpenter. He’s out for the money, yes, but getting a little dirty with Nell doesn’t sound too bad either. Everyone knows he’s not the marrying kind, so it’s a good thing it’s just for show. God knows he’s the worst guy his pretty wife should pick for real.
They have nothing in common, but if they want the grand prize, they’ll have to beat out eight other couples. Proving that total opposites attract should be easy enough…as long as they don’t fall in love in the process.
“You’re coming to the ceremony on Thursday, right?” I ask her.
She pulls off her blazer. “Of course, Doctor.”
I smile at her. Good. I don’t make friends easily, so she’s the only thing close to family I have here in Atlanta. All the rest of mine is up in New England, living the hoity-toity high life. And no, they made it pretty clear to me that if I wanted to go to a school that wasn’t Harvard, I was on my own when it came to paying for it, which I’ve been doing—poorly—by picking up tutoring gigs here and there. My dad was self-made and wants his children to be as well. He cosigned for me on my credit card and apartment lease, but he expects me to pay him back in full when I get the money. My mom thinks I’m making a terrible mistake by endlessly advancing my degrees and doesn’t hesitate to tell me every chance she gets. My father has told me that my inheritance is actually going to his alma mater, Harvard, when he dies. So I didn’t even invite them to my graduation. Not that they would come anyway.
I pick up the folded paper by one corner like it’s dirty, then let it fall to the ground. “You think Gerald will be there?”
She snorts. “No.”
“Nell. The Gerald train has not only left the station, it’s in another country, speeding far, far away from you.”