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.

too kind. The money I've received is enough to cover

stood her ground, and neither Brandon nor Oliver would force her to

sitting on the couch looking both obedient

the medicine, and it's getting late, I should be heading home," Josefina said as

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

for 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

was light and playful, "Is my grandfather

is one sly fox, surely not as affable as me. If he learns I've neglected you, just you

looking at Brandon's helpless expression, she

...

in Oliver's car while Jett drove behind Oliver's car with Tori, ensuring her safety. Inside the car, the atmosphere was somewhat tense. The driver drove diligently,

and Oliver remained, sitting together