To get whatâs rightfully his, heâll need to get past her.
But this ainât her first rodeo...
Pete Wellingtonâs mission: take back his birthright, the All-Stars Rodeo. First, he must earn the trust of Chloe Lawrence, daughter of the city slicker who stole Peteâs legacy. But this princess of the rodeo isnât who he imagined. Chloe has beauty, business savvy and spirit, leaving Pete to wonder...has he been aiming at the wrong prize all along?
SARAH M. ANDERSON may live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out west on the Great Plains. Sarahâs book A Man of Privilege won an RT Book Reviews Reviewersâ Choice Best Book Award in 2012. The Nanny Plan was a 2016 RITA® Award winner for Contemporary Romance: Short.
Sarah spends her days having conversations with imagi-nary cowboys and billionaires. Find out more about Sarahâs heroes at www.sarahmanderson.com and sign up for the new-release newsletter at www.eepurl.com/nv39b.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07659-3
HIS ENEMYâS DAUGHTER
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To KristiâIâm so glad youâve come into our lives!
One
It took everything Chloe Lawrence had to keep her winning smile locked into place.
âMiss,â the stock contractor said, taking off his hat and slicking his thin hair back before replacing the Stetson, âthis isnât how we did things back when your father was in charge.â
The first time some grizzled old coot had said that to her, she had been genuinely shocked. For all intents and purposes, Milt Lawrence hadnât been in charge of the All-Around All-Stars Pro Rodeo since her brother Oliver had wrestled control of the family empire away from the older man four years ago. The All-Stars was one of the familyâs many holdings, had been ever since her father had won the rodeo circuit in a poker game thirteen years ago.
Oliver had managed the rodeo from a distance while simultaneously running their main company, Lawrence Energies. Which meant that, on the ground, Chloe was the Lawrence the stock contractors had been dealing with.
âMort,â she said, keeping her voice warm and friendly instead of angry. âThis is just a slight change in whoâs qualified to compete.â
Which was not necessarily the truth.
Allowing women to compete with the men was anything but slight. But it wasnât like she was suggesting they cut calf-roping or anything.
Dale Jenkins, an older man with his stomach hanging over his belt buckle, stepped in front of Mort. âWhat Mort is trying to say,â he drawled, âis that of course weâre still interested in supplying the All-Stars with our stock. But youâre just the Princess of the Rodeo. Youâre good at it, of course,â he added, as if that somehow made it better. âBut...â
He aimed a big smile at her, one that Chloe recognized. But that