Kat Cantrell – Wrong Brother, Right Man (страница 1)
With a half-billion dollars at stake, this playboy needs a plan.
Hiring his brother’s ex is just the start.
To earn his inheritance, Valentino LeBlanc must switch jobs with his twin, or so says his father’s will. Val vows to succeed at any cost, but to win, he needs Sabrina Corbin—his brother’s beautiful ex and consultant extraordinaire. Their chemistry is combustible and undeniable...and soon a pregnancy surprise may raise the stakes even higher...
USA TODAY bestselling author KAT CANTRELL read her irst Mills & Boon novel in third grade and has been scribbling in notebooks since she learned to spell. She’s a Harlequin So You Think You Can Write winner and a Romance Writers of America Golden Heart® Award inalist. Kat, her husband and their two boys live in north Texas.
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The Baby Deal
The CEO’s Little Surprise
A Pregnancy Scandal
The Pregnancy Project
From Enemies to Expecting Best
Friend Bride
One Night Stand Bride
Contract Bride
Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk.
Wrong Brother, Right Man
Kat Cantrell
ISBN: 978-1-474-07643-2
Wrong Brother, Right Man
© 2018 Kat Cantrell
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollins
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Contents
Soulless. The CEO’s office of LeBlanc Jewelers in Chicago’s Diamond District hadn’t changed since the last time Val had darkened the door. Despite sharing a last name with the man behind the desk, this was the last place he’d choose to be. Which was too bad considering it was going to be Val’s office for the next six months.
Val’s brother Xavier sat back in his chair and eyed him. “Ready to take over?”
“Not by my choice.” Val flopped into one of the seats ringing the desk, more than happy to let Xavier keep the chair on the other side. That was where his brother belonged. Val didn’t. “But yeah. The sooner we get this nightmare over with, the better.”
There were few things Val disliked more than the chain of jewelry stores that bore his name. His old man came in a close second, or would if he hadn’t died two months ago.
If there was any justice in the world—a concept Val lost faith in the moment he’d heard the terms of the will—the LeBlanc patriarch even now was being roasted over an open flame. Which wouldn’t be nearly punishment enough for forcing him to switch places with his twin brother.
LeBlanc peddled
“The nightmare is all mine,” Xavier corrected.
“Please. You got the easy task.” Val ran a hand through his longish hair, as he willed a brewing headache into submission. “I have to increase the profits of a company I’ve scarcely set foot in. If pushing LeBlanc over the billion-dollar mark in revenue for the calendar year was simple, you’d have done it already.”
His brother’s near-identical features mirrored none of the indignation that Val felt. Of course not. Xavier had never met an emotion he could tolerate, showing the same arrogant, coldhearted behavior as their father. No mystery why Xavier had been the favorite.
“Definitely not simple.” Xavier steepled his fingers, every inch the corporate stooge he’d been groomed to be. “But doable. If I were the one doing it. Instead of being given that chance, I’ve been banished into the bowels of LBC.”
LBC was Val’s, which automatically gave it less importance in his brother’s eyes. LeBlanc Charities had a noble purpose, and Val had poured his heart and soul into it since the age of fourteen. That was when he’d followed his mother through the doors of the nonprofit organization she’d founded.