The Tycoon's Takeover

The Tycoon's Takeover

by Liz Fielding

NOOK BookOriginal (eBook - Original)

View All Available Formats & Editions
Available on Compatible NOOK Devices and the free NOOK Apps.
Want a NOOK ? Explore Now


The Tycoon's Takeover by Liz Fielding

The Tycoon's Takeover by Liz Fielding released on Jun 24, 2002 is available now for purchase.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781426872389
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 08/01/2010
Series: Harlequin Romance Series , #3708
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 192
Sales rank: 892,096
File size: 673 KB

About the Author

Liz Fielding was born with itchy feet. She made it to Zambia before her twenty-first birthday and, gathering her own special hero and a couple of children on the way, lived in Botswana, Kenya and Bahrain. Seven of her titles have been nominated for RWA’s Rita®; and she has won the Best Traditional Romance in 2000, the British Romance Prize in 2005 and the Best Short Contemporary Romance in 2006.

Read an Excerpt

The Tycoon's Takeover

By Liz Fielding

Harlequin Enterprises Ltd.

ISBN: 0373037082

Chapter One

Who Got Hitched, Celebrity magazine

Secret Wedding in Samarinda

Samarinda, fast becoming the 'must go' destination for those seeking a get-away-from-it-all break, was host to a very private wedding ceremony for Flora Claibourne and Bram Farraday Gifford last week. These charming pictures show the happy couple taking their vows in the stunning setting of the Royal Botanical Gardens, surrounded by wild vanilla orchids, a feature of this delightful venue.

This is the second Claibourne/Farraday wedding in as many months. Forebears of the two families founded London's favourite department store in the nineteenth century, but relations between them, at times, been reduced to near feud status over control of the store.

The new generation, however, have refreshingly decided that it's better to make love than war. Flora's younger sister, Romana, and Bram's cousin, Niall Farraday Macaulay, were married recently in Las Vegas.

We look forward to a new era of co-operation at Claibourne & Farraday, and wish both couples every happiness.

* * *

City Diary, London Evening Post

Another Claibourne/Farraday merger.

There's a new spirit of co-operation abroad at London's oldest department store, Claibourne & Farraday. The present generation of the two founding families - who famously never talk to one another - are doing more than talk as they finally meet face to face to thrash out thefuture of the company in the new century. The marriages between the two younger Claibourne sisters and Farraday heirs have been quiet affairs, however, suggesting that nothing is yet settled at the top.

India Claibourne is still Managing Director, and my sources suggest that Jordan Farraday is determined to supplant her in the immediate future. We'll be following events at the store with close interest.

* * *

'Have you seen this, JD?'

Jordan Farraday turned from the email that had just arrived in his inbox. His secretary was offering him a magazine, folded back at the 'Who Got Hitched' page. 'You read Celebrity magazine, Christine? I had no idea you were that interested in the loves and lives of the rich and famous.'

'I live in hopes of seeing you in there one of these days,' she replied, as he took the magazine from her. 'Having a little fun.' Then, 'I wasn't sure if you knew.' She paused. 'You didn't say anything.'

'I knew.' He glanced at the photograph of his cousin, caught at the moment he placed a wedding ring on Flora Claibourne's finger, and felt an unexpected pang of something he couldn't quite identify. Envy? It was ridiculous - and yet Bram looked different ... complete. As if he'd found something he'd been looking for all his life. Nonsense, of course. It was just the reflected glow of satisfaction from a woman who'd got exactly what she wanted. 'There's a paragraph in the late edition of the Evening Post,' he said. 'Presumably they picked it up from this.'

'Bram didn't call you? Before? After?' He looked up, a wry smile twisting his mouth. 'Would you?'

She shook her head. 'Those Claibourne girls are quite something. I wonder what they use?'


'Spells, charms, love potions ...' she offered. 'I'd have said that your cousins were two of the most unlikely marriage prospects in London.' Then, with a slight gesture that deferred to him, 'After you.'

'Thank you,' he said drily. 'Yet first Niall and now Bram have succumbed with a speed that suggests something added to the water.'

'Grief fades in time. The playboy life loses its charm. They were ready to fall in love,' he said dismissively. 'My mistake was to put them in close contact with two of the most interesting women in London.'

'And you're about to spend a month in the company of interesting woman number three. Their big sister. The boss lady who's presumably taught them everything they know. Are you crazy?'

'No, Christine, single-minded.' He glanced again at the photograph. 'Unlike my cousins, who seem to have had other things on their minds, regaining control of a department store is my priority. At the end of the month I shall have done just that.'

'You don't need to shadow India Claibourne for five minutes, let alone a month, to achieve that.'

'No,' he agreed, 'I don't. But it's polite to give the lady a chance to make her case.'

'Rubbish.' Her eyes narrowed. 'You're up to something.' And when he didn't bother to deny it, she said, 'It'll all end in tears.'

'That,' he said, 'is the plan.'

'If you're suggesting they'll be her tears, I think you should go back to the drawing board,' she said, retrieving the magazine and holding up the picture as a warning. 'Consider what happened to your cousins when they got involved with the Claibourne girls.'

'That was just a sideshow, Christine. This is the main event.'

'You're playing with fire.'

'It wouldn't be the first time,' he pointed out.

'When it comes to taking a chance with money, I'd put my last silk shirt on you. This is different.'

'Are you suggesting that I don't know what I'm doing?'

'Heaven forbid,' she declared. 'I'm simply suggesting that if you value your freedom you should invent a crisis that requires your presence on the other side of the world for the next month. Leave the Claibourne & Farraday business to the lawyers.'

'Bolt for cover? And have the City Diary editor amuse his readers with the suggestion that I'm running scared of India Claibourne? They would enjoy that.'

'There are worse things than being laughed at. Marriage isn't just a word, JD. It's a sentence. I know. I served nearly ten years before I managed to tunnel out.'

'Christine, we've worked together for a long time. You know me probably as well as anyone on this earth. Are you really suggesting that I won't be able to spend a few hours in the company of India Claibourne without falling so hopelessly in love with her that I'll be on my knees within the month?'

'Accounts are already organising a sweepstake on how long you'll last,' she replied.

Excerpted from The Tycoon's Takeover by Liz Fielding
Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

Customer Reviews

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

See All Customer Reviews

Tycoon's Takeover 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome story! Please finosh soon :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Claiborne sisters bewitch rivals for department store.