I’m Vicky, the dog whisperer. (Not really, but that’s what my elderly neighbour says whenever I walk her dog, Smuckers.) When she dies, she surprises everybody by leaving a corporation worth billions to Smuckers…and she leaves Smuckers to me. Suddenly I go from running my Etsy store to sitting in an elegant Wall Street boardroom with Smuckers in my lap. And my neighbour’s son, Henry Locke, aka New York’s most eligible bachelor, glaring across the table at me.