The Jarrods: Temptation: Claiming Her Billion-Dollar Birthright / Falling For His Proper Mistress / Expecting the Rancher's Heir
CLAIMING HER BILLION-DOLLAR BIRTHRIGHT Erica Prentice has discovered that she belongs to a wealthy dynasty…but it’s attorney Christian Hanford who sets her head spinning! If he’s found with her, Christian will be fired. So Erica must choose: her dynasty… or desire! FALLING FOR HIS PROPER MISTRESS Guy Jarrod and notorious gold-digger Avery Lancaster may have ended up in bed, but he won’t trust her for more than a night! Until he realises he’s made a mistress of the woman he wants for his wife… EXPECTING THE RANCHER'S HEIR For heiress Melissa Jarrod, memories of her night with wealthy rancher Shane McDermott were enough – until she takes a pregnancy test. Shane proposes a marriage of convenience… but Melissa wants love!
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The Jarrods: Temptation
Claiming Her Billion-Dollar Birthright
Maureen Child
Falling for His Proper Mistress
Tessa Radley
Expecting the Rancher’s Heir
Kathie DeNosky
Claiming Her Billion-Dollar Birthright
Maureen Child
MAUREEN CHILD is a California native who loves to travel. Every chance they get, she and her husband are taking off on another research trip. The author of more than sixty books, Maureen loves a happy ending and still swears that she has the best job in the world. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two children and a golden retriever with delusions of grandeur. Visit Maureen’s website at www.maureenchild.com.
To family.
Mine. Yours.
And to all the wonderful, irritating moments
we share with them.
Christian Hanford refused to sit in a dead man’s chair.
So instead, he walked to the front of Don Jarrod’s desk and perched uneasily on the edge. The old man’s study was in the family living quarters on the top floor of Jarrod Manor. Here at Jarrod Ridge resort, everything was luxurious. Even a study that the public never saw. Paneled walls, thick carpets, original oils on the walls and a massive fireplace built of river stones. Of course, there was no cheerful blaze in the hearth, since summer had settled over Colorado.
He imagined none of the people in the room felt cheerful anyway. How could he blame them? They’d lost their father only a week before and now, they’d just had the proverbial rug pulled out from under them.
Years ago, each of the Jarrod children had left Jarrod Ridge, the plush resort that had been in their family for generations, to make their own way. Their father had pushed them all so hard to succeed that he’d managed to drive them away, one by one. To come back now, when it was too late to mend fences, was a hard thing to accept.
Not to mention the fact that in death, Don had figured out a way to not only bring them all home—but to keep them there. Something he hadn’t been able to do in life.
The huge Jarrod estate was to be divided equally among his children—on the condition that they all move home and take over running their legacy. Each of the Jarrod siblings had been slapped hard and none of them were happy about it. The old man had found a way to control them from the grave.
Which wasn’t sitting well.
Christian watched them all, understanding how they must feel, but sworn to abide by his late client’s wishes. God knows he’d tried to talk Don out of this, but the old man had been nothing if not stubborn.
Blake Jarrod and his brother Guy were the oldest. Though not identical, the twins each carried the stamp of their father. Blake was more the buttoned-down type, while Guy was a bit more easygoing. Gavin was two years younger than the twins, but he and Blake had worked together for quite a while out in Vegas.
Trevor Jarrod was the most laid-back of the bunch—or at least that was the demeanor he showed
the world. Then there was Melissa. The youngest and the only girl.
Or so she thought.
Christian sent a mental kick out to his now deceased mentor for leaving him in this position. But even in death, Don had wanted to rule the Jarrod clan and no doubt, wherever he was now, he didn’t really care that it was Christian getting stuck with the dirty work.
Blake stood up as if he couldn’t bear sitting still another minute. Just a week since Don Jarrod’s death, none of his children had had a chance to come to terms with his passing. And now they’d all been sucker punched.
They’d left the cemetery just an hour before and after reading through most of the will’s bequests, emotions were running high. Well, Christian thought, they were about to go even higher.
“Why are we still here, Christian?” Guy asked from his seat, bracing his elbows on his knees. “You’ve read the will, what’s left to say?”
“There’s one more thing to cover.”
“What haven’t you covered?” Trevor asked, shifting a glance around the room at his brothers and sister. “Seems pretty clear to me. Dad’s arranged things to get us back to Jarrod Ridge. Just like he always wanted.”
“I still can’t believe he’s gone,” Melissa whispered.
Gavin dropped one arm around her shoulders and gave her a supportive hug. “It’ll be okay, Mel.”
“Will it?” Blake asked. “We’ve all got lives separate from the Ridge. Now we’re supposed to walk away
from whatever we’ve built to come back home and take over?”
“I understand how you feel,” Christian said softly and waited until all eyes were on him. “I do. I told Don this wasn’t the way to handle things.”
“Let me guess,” Guy interrupted, “Dad wouldn’t listen.”
“He had his own ideas.”
“Always did,” Trevor mused.
“The point is,” Blake said, voice loud enough that everyone settled down to hear him, “Dad split the estate up equally between the five of us. So what’s left to talk about?”
