Spinsters, scientists, blackmailers in this book, MacLean is very blatant about her female empowerment agenda. I feel like this series in general has dealt with women who are “odd” in terms of society’s standards. The mother who passed it on to the child, as though there were not two involved in the act. It was the mother who bore the heavy weight of ruin in these situations. And now, Never Judge a Lady By Her Cover concerns itself with the fourth partner: Chase…who happens to be a woman who dresses up in trousers and owns one-fourth of the most notorious gaming hell in all of London, because ten years ago, she had sex and got pregnant and is now irredeemably ruined because how dare ladies act like lords. MacLean has introduced us to Bourne and Penelope, Cross and Philippa, and Temple and Mara. The series’ main premise, of course, concerns four ruined aristocrats who banded together and created a high-class casino that attracts (and then ruins in turn) the men of the Society who spurned them so unfairly. MacLean may never be a favorite author, but I’m glad I gave this book a try. But all things considered, it was enjoyable and a quick read and comfy-making, which are all aspects I look for in romance novels. In other ways, it’s massively frustrating and eyeroll-inducing. In some ways, Never Judge a Lady By Her Cover is the best installment in Sarah MacLean’s Rules of Scoundrels series.
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