This is a perfectly sweet and romantic story about finding one’s family, except one’s family turns out to be super rich in Nigeria. It actually felt so close to Crazy Rich Asians for me, with its fish-out-of-water American heroine, her total delight in native dishes, the aloof and snobbish natives, and their breathless name-dropping of brands and designers, that I kept imagining it all taking place in Singapore. The main character is a half-white, half-Nigerian girl who grew up with her mother in the US after her Nigerian father left them; when she gets word that he has passed away and has asked for her to be present for the will to be read, she reluctantly travels to Nigeria. There, she meets her ultra-rich, mostly-unimpressed family, falls in love with a super hot family friend, and they all have to learn to accept each other. So yeah, pretty much it’s the plot of Crazy Rich Asians, except with only a fraction of the sniping and backbiting. The characters have no depth; everyone is pretty much exactly who they say they are, and they also say exactly what they think at any given moment. Everyone emotes so much that you feel like you’re reading a telenovela. The writing wasn’t artful by any means, but it was simple and smooth, and there were no surprises.