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.

money I've received is enough

and neither Brandon nor Oliver would force her to do

sitting on the couch looking both obedient

and it's getting late, I should be heading home," Josefina said as she stood to

to deliver Grandpa's medication. Let

in agreement, "Yes, let Oliver take you out 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

was light and playful, "Is

as me. If he learns I've neglected you, just you wait, he'll come after me. Josie, my

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

...

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

sitting