Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

"Grandpa Brandon, you're too kind, really. I've got a closet bursting at the seams with outfits - I can't possibly wear them all in one summer, even if I switched up daily."

Brandon pondered for a moment before saying, "I heard you're fond of Gideon's artwork. How about I get you a few more pieces?"

Josefina sighed. "Really, Grandpa Brandon, it's not necessary."

If Brandon placed the order, Josefina had to pick up her brush. She thought, "Give me a break, please."

Calix, fearing Brandon would hijack his role as the art benefactor, quickly said, "Grandpa Brandon, my sister loves the paintings I pick out for her. If you take this joy from me, what am I left with? It's hard enough as it is."

Brandon chuckled, "Calix, my boy, I won't steal your job, okay?"

"Thanks, Grandpa Brandon. You're the best."

warmth cast a shadow over

you're not getting any younger.

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"Grandpa Brandon, I... I've already got

you, Lena! Go after your heart's desire. Just like Oliver

was speechless. Damn it, was this old man playing

irate, ready to burst

to her mood and went on, "Lena, you're looking a bit peaked. Is it that the guy's giving you the cold shoulder? Oh, my dear, there are plenty of fish in the sea,

She couldn't

her benefit. He had publicly prodded her to reveal her feelings, then mentioned Oliver's pursuit of Josefina. In

head throbbed. She wanted out of there, not keen on uttering another