Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

His voice was like a feather tickling the heartstrings.

Josefina looked at the gifts galore, which were enough to stock a supermarket. "Alrighty," she said. She had just cooked up some newfangled pills and wondered if Brandon would be a good guinea pig. After hanging up the phone and scribbling her signature, the delivery guy split.

Garrett rolled in from outside, his driver in tow, arms laden with takeout. Eyeballing the yard full of gifts, Garrett's face went from shock to all smiles. "Kiddo, it looks like you hit the jackpot shopping today. Nice! If you love it, grab it. I hustle to make the dough, and you gals get to blow it."

Garrett wasn't even mad when he assumed she'd gone on a shopping spree. Billy couldn't hold a candle to that. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With a chuckle, Hattie clarified, "These aren't my purchases. They're prezzies Oliver sent over for Josie."

Garrett's face

and this is his way of saying thanks. He's hoping I'll

was gobsmacked again. "Josie, you're into medicine,

"Oh, my poor baby girl. What kind of life did you have

own flesh and

"Sweetheart, let's return the gifts to the Baldwins. No need for you to make bank. Your job is to spend

the same page, earnestly adding, "Josie, I've got your back, too. You might've had to fend for yourself with the Antonios, but now

her throat. She said with teary eyes and a soft smile, "Thank you, but I'm good. I'm an adult, and I dig medicine. Doing what I love isn't draining at all." It was better to rely on yourself

rough she must've had it with the Antonios-they must've treated their girl like

Billy's clan was

steak with finesse when a call came through, sending him up in flames.