Joy Gordon might have been born on Shanty Road, but that didn’t mean she had to live like her neighbors, who bred like flies, lived on welfare, drank too much and cared too little. Joy had pride and ambition … but the one thing she didn’t have was money.
Then a consortium offered her twenty thousand dollars for her farm—and an extra five thousand if she agreed to sleep with the negotiator. But the last thing she needed in her life right then was another man. She already had two suitors … but was it her they were in love with—or her money?
It was going to hurt to find out … but Joy had to know one way or the other.
Then a consortium offered her twenty thousand dollars for her farm—and an extra five thousand if she agreed to sleep with the negotiator. But the last thing she needed in her life right then was another man. She already had two suitors … but was it her they were in love with—or her money?
It was going to hurt to find out … but Joy had to know one way or the other.
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