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."

cast a shadow over Lena's

Brandon's gaze landed on Lena. "Lena, you're not getting any younger.

matchmaker with Oliver for her? S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet

"Grandpa Brandon, I... I've

pleasantly surprised, then beamed, "Good for you, Lena! Go after your heart's desire. Just like Oliver there, chasing after Josie with all he's got!" Oliver affirmed, "I'll do my

speechless. Damn it, was this old man

She was irate, ready to burst with

it that the guy's giving you the cold shoulder? Oh, my dear, there are plenty

it any longer! She

nagging feeling that Brandon's comments were a deliberate performance for her benefit. He had publicly prodded her to reveal her feelings, then mentioned Oliver's pursuit of Josefina. In the end, the old man was just too sly

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