The Boss's Wife For A Week
IT WAS paperwork that kept Sadie Morrissey tied to Spencer Tyack. He was hopeless at it. If paperwork were left to Spence it would never get done. And that was no way to run a business. Tyack Enterprises was an enormously successful property development business because Spence had a good eye, great insight and a prodigious work ethic—and because he had Sadie to take care of the details.
She’d been doing it for years, ever since she’d been in high school and he’d been barely twenty-one, a boy from the wrong side of the tracks with grit and goals and not much else. Now, twelve years later, he owned a multinational business and had his finger in property developments on five continents.
He’d have taken over the world by now, Sadie sometimes thought, except she couldn’t keep up with the paperwork.
“You need to file faster,” Spence always told her, flashing that megawatt drop-dead gorgeous grin of his as he breezed through the office on his way to London or Paris or Athens or New York.
“Not on your life,” Sadie always replied, wadding up a piece of paper and throwing it at him. The grin flashed ... read full excerpt from The Boss's Wife for a Week ebook
