Book Review: Seaside Cinderella

Seaside Cinderella by Anna Schmidt Love Inspired Historical #12 - Jul 08

I liked this book. Lucie McNeil is an Irish immigrant. Although she's a paid companion, housekeeper and servant, she speaks her mind when she has an opinion. At first, this is hard for her employer's rich son to accept. Gabriel Hunter's a fair man but believes servants should do their job without an opinion.

Not only does Lucie speak her mind, she's somehow slipped into his family like a long lost daughter - in fact, his parents have even spoken of adopting her. Yet despite his worry about Lucie's motives, he's drawn to her. On the verge of becoming engaged to another woman, Gabriel wishes he had a choice.

Lucie has a secret, though. For all the good intentions Gabriel seems to have, she knows he was the irresponsible owner of a garment factory that allowed women to die due to an unsafe work area. Why doesn't Lucie want to admit that she recognizes Gabriel as the owner?

Against all reasoning, these two unlikely people fall in love - fighting it until the last possible moment - and even then not wanting to admit it.

Heat Level: Affectionate (kissing and hand holding but nothing more)

My Rating: Very Good - 4 stars (excellent one time read)

2008 Harlequin 100,000 Book Challenge:

Total books Read: 80 Harlequin Imprint: 76 Others: 4
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