I can barely squeeze out two stars for this ham-fisted “psychological thriller.” The cast of characters:
Amber – a conniving young woman lusting after the good life with a fabulously rich, gorgeous, alpha male.
Jackson – a fabulously rich, gorgeous, alpha male.
Daphne – Jackson’s wife – a gorgeous, pampered, society matron.
Amber sets her plan in action by insinuating herself into Daphne’s life by becoming co-chair of Daphne’s charitable foundation. The author spends a few hundred pages describing lavish opulence, designer clothes, yachts, jewels, etc. and how Amber lusts after them while Daphne takes them all for granted without a hint of appreciation for what she has. If you can stay interested long enough, the big reveal comes about halfway through with Part 2 when the story is told from another perspective. When that comes, you can pretty much write the rest of the book yourself. All except the ending, that is. The author lays it on so thick in the last couple of chapters you’ll get seasick from all the eye-rolling you’ll be doing. There are no twists there, just horrible writing and an editor with a 12-year-old’s sophistication. I managed to read the whole thing, though, so I can’t quite give it one star. It killed a few hours.