The Rich Boy

The Rich Boy
Leah Vale

It's The Biggest Story Never ToldIf Madeline Monroe can dig up enough dirt on the mysterious "Lost Millionaires," now claiming to be real McCoys, it would prove once and for all that she's a serious reporter and not just another pretty face. Unfortunately, one of the McCoys is an old flame, so getting her career on the fast track could mean getting burned again.Alexander McCoy is tempted to turn to Madeline the way he did before. But the awful scandal he's uncovered has to stay secret, and the glamorous blonde is the last person he can confide in–because she was the first to teach him about

His whole life had been a lie

Tuning out the chatter from the party in full swing on the other side of the study’s locked doors, Alexander McCoy slumped back in the big desk chair. He stared at the scrawled signature at the bottom of the handwritten page, tugging loose his black tuxedo’s traditional bow tie. If only he could tune out the betrayal as easily.

The well-respected McCoy family, one of the richest in the nation, had a dirty little secret. And Alex’s parentage was the worst part of it.

Even if he could harbor any doubts, he would have a hard time dismissing the word of the McCoys’ longtime family lawyer.

The truth beat in his head in cadence with the music coming from the small parlor off the foyer of his family’s mansion. His brother was his father, and the man he believed to be his father was his grandfather.

My God.

Dear Reader,

Welcome back to Dependable, Missouri, one last time. I hope you had the chance to pick up and enjoy the first three books in my THE LOST MILLIONAIRES series: The Bad Boy, The Cowboy and The Marine. In this book, The Rich Boy, Alexander McCoy finally has his story told.

We saw him struggling to deal with his new identity in the first three books, but now he has to do so with a cagey reporter dogging his heels. A woman he dated seven years ago. Not only does he have to keep the truth of his parentage a secret from her, he also has to avoid any rekindling of his feelings for her.

Madeline Monroe is a woman with something to prove. But can she earn the career move from entertainment news to hard news at the cost of the man she’s never been able to forget? Or will she sacrifice all to show Alex his true destiny?

I hope you enjoy this last installment in THE LOST MILLIONAIRES series. I’d love to hear from you. I can be reached at www.leahvale.com, or at P.O. Box 91337, Portland, OR 97291.

Leah Vale

The Rich Boy

Leah Vale

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

This one’s for my boys.

Thank you so much for loving mac and cheese.

You guys are the best.

Books by Leah Vale

HARLEQUIN AMERICAN ROMANCE

924—THE RICH MAN’S BABY

936—THE RICH GIRL GOES WILD

957—BIG-BUCKS BACHELOR

1002—MACDOUGAL MEETS HIS MATCH

1026—THE BAD BOY

1034—THE COWBOY

1057—THE MARINE

1065—THE RICH BOY

Contents

Chapter One (#ucd873ff1-b9cf-5b02-bb4f-be8c9e556690)

Chapter Two (#u95c7d974-7d0a-5a26-9f0e-804e6dd24d61)

Chapter Three (#ufabe626d-8e0c-5043-b9cc-0a42693b6740)

Chapter Four (#u1d1d3eb5-f7ec-54da-a82e-07c70d6c798b)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One

I, Marcus Malcom McCoy, being of sound mind, yadda, yadda, yadda, do hereby acknowledge as my biological progeny the first born to Helen Metzger, Ann Branigan, Bonnie Larson and Nadine Anders et al, who have been paid a million dollars each for their silence. Upon my death and subsequent reading of this addendum to my last will and testament, they shall inherit equal portions of my estate and, excepting Helen’s child, Alexander, who already has the privilege, immediately take their rightful places in the family and family business, whatever it may be at that time. Marcus M. McCoy

Tuning out the chatter from the party in full swing on the other side of the study’s locked doors, Alexander McCoy slumped back in the big desk chair. He stared at the scrawled signature at the bottom of the handwritten page, tugging loose his black tuxedo’s traditional bow tie. If only he could tune out the burn of betrayal as easily.

For what seemed to be the hundredth time, he had to admit to himself that he was definitely looking at the signature of the man he’d spent his life believing to be his brother. The brother he’d initially admired, then set out to be as different from as possible. And only Marcus would have had the nerve to belittle legalities by actually writing yadda, yadda, yadda, especially on something as important as an addendum to his last will and testament.