This has got to be the most idiotic script in the whole wide world.
Chance is the daughter of a prominent collector who has started a gift shop of rarities to honor her late father.
She is so dumb, she doesn't even know what social media is or what "post" a story or picture means, so of course her business is a failure. Luckily, her friend and employee does have some 21st century know how (20th century would have done), and starts an online presence for the store. Business is improved and maybe she can survive for another month.
She is hired by a wealthy and successful businessman to help him court his longtime girlfriend during the Christmas season. Don't ask. He is "in love" with the shallow but beautiful super-model even though he learns she hates puppies lies about everything, and owning a tennis bracelet is her life's dream present. She also hates charity work, or even giving to charity. She might as well hate World Peace, but he perseveres in his courtship even though they have nothing in common and he and Chance are soulmates and she is just as pretty.
His favorite book is The Christmas Carol and he wants to give the book-hater a first edition of it even though she hates old things. Chance has a copy but since it was a gift from her father, she won't sell it. But she does have a copy of Jane Eyre she can sell him! By the Way, her renowned book collector father defaced the rare Dickens by writing an inscription to his daughter in it.
She vows to find him another and makes a few phone calls. Now a first edition of A Christmas Carol is easily found, if you have $15,000 and know about The Google. OK, you may point out, 21st century challenged Chance doesn't know about the internet. Except thanks to her friend saving her business by telling her about the internet 45 minutes earlier, she does! Or one of her colleagues she called would have told her. Or, more likely, bought one for $15,000 and sold it to the dopey dame for $16,000. Who probably would have sold it to the guy for $16,001 and apologized while doing so.
When she thinks she has found a copy, she opens the package and finds out she ordered a new biography of Carol Christmas. Oh No! How did that happen? Did she think a First edition of A Christmas Carol would cost the same as a brand new book? Or did she just pay thousands of dollars for a $5 used book? Any way she decides to give him her copy. She chunks it is a $2.00 gift bag and leaves the precious treasure in the hands of supermodel who doesn't know a first edition from the Penguin paperback edition to give to him. She probably would have thought a new paperback was more desirable than the nasty old book and I'm surprised she didn't throw it in the dumpster. And this girl is in the antiquities and collectibles business! See what I mean by idiotic? It's too bad he didn't want the Jane Eyre because she probably would have sold it to him for 50 bucks. It's worth $45,000 to $125,000.
I won't belabor the idiocy but the guy still wants to marry the puppy hater and she has to break up with HIM. Finally, Mr. Rich and Brilliant realizes Chance is the girl for him. The End.
