Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

At Brandon's age, he naturally cherished life more. He had plenty of money to spend, and now, the only gift he could give was money.

Josefina sheepishly pulled out two sleek black credit cards from her purse and said, "My family has already given me a couple of these, Brandon. Oliver has covered my medical expenses. I can't accept your money."

Just as Josefina was declining the offer, Oliver returned. "Grandpa, you should take your card back. Josie is the one I brought back, so if anyone should be giving her a black card, it's me."

Oliver, dressed in a bespoke morning suit, had a mischievous twinkle in his eye that was framed by his unruly locks. His features, as if carved by a master sculptor, were softened by a gentle smile, a departure from his usual stoic demeanor.

Brandon, seeing Oliver so at ease, couldn't help but take a second look. "Josie," hr said with a chuckle, "if you won't take my card, at least accept Oliver's, won't you?"

Josefina sighed. She wouldn't take anyone's card.

kind. The money I've received is enough

Brandon nor Oliver

sitting on the couch

getting late, I should be heading home," Josefina

as well, "You came all this way to deliver Grandpa's medication. Let me treat

a meal on my behalf. I've heard your grandfather is returning tomorrow, and he'd be none too pleased if he found out I didn't treat his

light and playful, "Is my grandfather that

learns I've neglected you, just you wait, he'll come after me. Josie, my old bones can't handle that kind of

doubtful, but then looking at Brandon's helpless expression, she could only

...

atmosphere was somewhat tense. The driver drove diligently, trying to minimize his presence, opting to raise the partition to create a

only Josefina and Oliver remained, sitting together with Josefina keeping as much distance as