Honestly, I found this novel mostly annoying. The personality of Precious, the main character, I'd characterize as a mixture of naiveté, stupidity, and childish willfulness. Not as cute as the author probably intended.
And while I am not a raging feminist by any means, haven't these feeble, stubborn femmes who require rescuing by a smart, strong hero become a dated cliche by now? I mean, rescuing is ok, but the stereotype of a woman, dumb as a tree stump, contrasted with the clever, sharp man, is just... yuk. Not amusing.
Nor did I find the storyline particularly believable. The lack of coherence included things like characters murdering other characters for reasons completely lacking in any logic. For instnce, an intelligent murderer would certainly not murder someone from whom he expects to gain a fortune until murderer is quite sure where the fortune is and how to get it. It felt like this was a movie in which some of the important parts got left on the cutting room floor.
I was left wondering... did Elizabeth Adler actually write this book?