Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Brandon was fuming because Billy had called the Baldwin family, trying to keep their marriage alliance going, but got a chilly rejection from Oliver over the phone.

Brandon took a deep breath but still felt like he couldn't catch his breath. "How am I supposed to face my friend in the afterlife after this stunt, huh?"

Oliver was like, "So you're gonna trade my happiness for that? Didn't you say you liked Josefina?"

Well...

Brandon racked his brains - you couldn't force love, and Oliver had his own plans. How could he control that?

"Fine, if you're not into the marriage, let's call it off. But you've gotta compensate the Antonio family, so I won't be too embarrassed when I meet my friend a hundred years from now." Oliver got up and left without looking back. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"You little brat, are you even listening to me?!"

Despite Brandon's furious shouting, Oliver didn't turn around.

"Sir, don't be mad at Mr.

did you

you'll be a great-grandfather. Maybe

"Bennett, you couldn't be more right. Oliver, that blockhead, might be a wizard in business, but when it comes to love, he's

don't worry about Mr. Oliver. When a

Brandon pulled out his phone and

the car kept buzzing with messages from

that when you invite a lady

to girls, be generous. Our family's loaded, so don't be stingy. Always respect a girl's wishes, and don't

worried sick that Oliver wouldn't win over Josefina. Oliver read

...

went downstairs for a half-hour run, practiced some boxing, then went back

and saw a lady standing by a row

walked down, her face a masterpiece of delicate features. Her eyes, bright as jewels, sparkled with

woman replied, "Good morning, Miss Josefina. I'm the designer in charge of your outings. Tell me your schedule for today, and I'll help you pick out and style your

the bed here not