Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Lena stood there, her mind whirling with confusion. She had made sure the coast was clear before she took that photo-no prying eyes, or so she thought.

Annika's laughter rang out again, "Miss Lena, don't you also think that Ms. Josefina and Mr. Oliver are a match made in heaven? That must be why you couldn't help but capture their moment together." Lena was speechless.

Could she really deny it?

Confronted with Annika's probing, Lena forced a smile and nodded, "Yes, that's right."

Annika rubbed her hands together and said, "Ms. Josefina and Mr. Oliver really make a cute couple. Mr. Oliver finding a girlfriend like Ms. Josefina is like hitting the jackpot."

Lena was puzzled. "Shouldn't it be the other way around? That Josie finding Mr. Oliver is her stroke of luck?" Lena muttered under her breath.

What was so special about Josefina anyway? That she could snag Oliver was nothing short of a miracle.

"Miss Lena, don't you think Ms. Josefina is quite the catch? She's drop-dead gorgeous, kind-hearted, a whiz at running a company, a fashion designer, and even has a knack for healing. With all these feathers in her cap, how could she not be right for Mr. Oliver?"

Annika hadn't even started on Josefina's other talents. In her eyes, Josefina was the cream of the crop.

Lena didn't want to argue about this with Annika, knowing full well that Annika was firmly in Josefina's camp. Arguing would get her nowhere, so Lena just smiled and nodded, affirming Annika's words. "Annika, you're absolutely right."

Annika glanced at Lena, sensing her pretense. Lena's smile was forced, and her tone also sounded fake.

Deciding to drop the conversation, Annika turned to the front where Josefina was and called out, "Ms. Josefina, Mrs. Harrison says it's time for dinner."

Josefina's face was a mask of strained cheerfulness as she agreed.

Oliver, holding her hand, coaxed her with his velvety voice, "Josie, don't worry, I've sent people out to search, starting from Westsand Isle and spreading out in all directions.

"Oliver, thank you."

His voice dropped to a murmur, "How do you plan to thank me?"This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Josefina pulled her hand away, "We're at the Harrison family estate, Oliver. Behave yourself."

She hurried towards the dining area, terrified Oliver might spout more nonsense. If anyone overheard, the embarrassment would kill her.

...

The dinner table was abuzz with excitement. Hattie and Garrett were in high spirits, and even Grandpa Robert had joined the meal.

Grandpa Robert excitedly said, "Josie, I had no idea you were Anya herself. Your mother used to praise Anya's talent, and she bought quite a few of your designs."

Garrett chimed in, "Josie, you've brought us so many surprises."

Hattie was beaming, "The talented Anya is my daughter. I'm just over the moon."

Josefina offered a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling. "I never planned to reveal my identity to everyone. The company is being handled by others now, and I just want to lead a simple life." Josefina's low profile was also a defense against unwanted attention.

Garrett spoke up, "Josie, we all understand what you mean. I've already instructed the folks at the racetrack not to disclose your identity to anyone."

Hattie added, "As for the matter of Ruby plagiarizing your designs, our lawyers are already pressing them for compensation. Ruby is young, but her character is questionable: Josie, you must have endured so much with the Antonio family." Hattie's heart ached just at the thought of this.

Oliver then declared, "I've given order. If anyone does business with Billy, they can forget about working with my company."

With that single statement, Oliver had effectively blacklisted Billy's enterprise.