Virginia Beach, at your service. Rich clients pay me a pretty peony to keep their houseplants as healthy as their bank accounts. Most treat me well. But Will Power? That man is as charming as an infestation of mealybugs. Guess what Mr. Grumpy Billionaire-I am no shrinking violet and I will not wither under your dazzling, sexy-as-an-orchid-in-bloom, scowl.
When Will Power brings his day-long, Come Into Power seminar to my city, I spring on the opportunity to absorb his billionaire tips to grow my shaky business.
I feel like I've won the lottery when he picks me from the crowd to do on-stage coaching. Until he humiliates me. In front of a thousand people.
So when a coveted ticket for his elite Power Broker Program accidentally drops into my lap, do I return it? Darn right, I do! Right into the hand of Mr. Liu, my brand new executive coach.
I know that once the mistake is noticed, I'll be tossed out like an invasive weed. But until then-I will act like my green business belongs in the room beside the next Forbes 500 entrepreneurs.
When Mr. All Powerful learns the truth, instead of tearing me limb from limb, he makes me an offer I can't refuse: I can stay in the program if I work my charms on all the plants at Will Power & Bros., his family's empire.
The one thorn? He insists I deliver my plant pep talks while he watches.
He's arrogant. He's entitled. He's as gorgeous as a fiddle-leaf fig tree in bloom-and just as difficult to keep happy.
Still, it's going to take every ounce of my willpower to keep from falling roots over sunflower for this grumpy billionaire.
