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Crown Jewel: A Novel

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New York Times bestselling author Fern Michaels spins an emotionally charged and surprising tale of two very different brothers and the one woman who loved them both and holds the key to a legacy of family secrets.Ricky Lam had it all -- a thriving film career, the adoration of countless fans, incredible wealth, and a cocaine and alcohol problem that was about to destroy him.

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Bio of Fern Michaels

Webster's Collegiate Dictionary defines a biography this way: A biography is the written history of a person's life. Fern Michaels isn't a person. Fern Michaels is what I DO. Me, Mary Ruth Kuczkir. Growing up in Hastings, Pennsylvania, I was called Ruth. I became Mary when I entered the business world where first names were the order of the day. To this day, family and friends call me Dink, a name my father gave me when I was born because according to him I was `a dinky little thing' weighing in at four and a half pounds. However, I answer to Fern since people are more comfortable with a name they can pronounce. I've been telling stories and scribbling for twenty-five years. I hope I can continue for another twenty-five years. It wasn't easy during some of those years. As I said, I had to persevere. My old Polish grandmother said something to me when I was little that I never forgot. She said when God is good to you, you have to give back. For a while I didn't know how to do that. When I finally figured it out I set up The Fern Michaels Foundation. The foundation allows me to grant four year scholarships to needy, deserving students. I then went a step further and opened pre-school and day care centers with affordable rates for single moms who are having a hard time of it. Doing Fern Michaels allows me to do this and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't thank God for being so good to me. I don't know what I'm the most proud of, the books I write, the scholarships, the pre-schools or the fact that I put my kids through college on my own with no help from anyone. Probably the latter because when all else is said and done, the only thing that matters is family. Is Fern Michaels a great writer. No. She is however, one hell of a story teller. When people ask me what I do, I say, "I scribble and tell stories." It's a great way to make a living. The Dutch have a saying, `If you can't whistle on your way to work, you don't belong in that job.' I whistle all day long.

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Imprint

Atria

Filesize

562.37 KB

Number of Pages

320

eBook ISBN

9780743496483

Excerpt from: Crown Jewel by Fern Michaels

Hollywood, California
1984

He was a tall man, immaculately dressed. At any time of the day or evening, he could have passed for a Wall Street banker or a Madison Avenue type. His hair had just the right amount of gray at the temples, his skin was burnished just enough to make him look distinguished. His Savile Row suit added the last touch. At the moment, he looked angry.

"It's not negotiable, Ricky. Either you agree, or I'm out of here, and you're on your own."

Hollywood's Platinum Boy stared across the room at his brother. He wasn't so stoned that he didn't feel the chill racing up and down his arms. He did his best to focus, to look contrite, and knew he was failing miserably. This was where the rubber was going to meet the road. Not trusting himself to speak, he reached out for the arm of the leather sofa to sit down. Instead, he fell forward. Shit!

Philip Lam, older by two years, felt sadness and disgust when he looked across at his handsome movie star brother. On other occasions, he would have rushed to his brother's aid, but not today. Today, yesterday, and the day before yesterday were what had brought him to this point in time.

The Platinum Boy struggled to speak. "You promised Mom..."

"Don't go there, Ricky. You screwed that up, too. You couldn't be bothered with going to see her, so don't bring up 'promises' to me. You've used up all your markers. Either you check into the clinic, or I'll dissolve the partnership. I'm not just talking to hear my own voice this time. You will pack your stuff, and you will get to the clinic on your own. All the arrangements have been made. They're expecting you by ten this evening. One second past ten, and you're down the tubes. You have finally brought me to the end of my rope. I won't be here to pick up the pieces. Make sure you understand that, little brother."