Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Ava jumped. Her heart skipped a beat, but as her eyes landed on the visitor, Ruby, a sigh of relief escaped her lips.

Ava touched up her makeup with a casual air, and her voice carried a hint of disdain, "Ms. Ruby, aren't you afraid your dad will clap a hand over your mouth with talk like that?" Ruby, taken aback, pressed on, "How do you my name if we've never met?"

Snapping her makeup compact shut, Ava retorted, "I haven't met you, true, but I've seen your picture on Billy's desk. If you're not Mr. Antonio's little princess, are you his secretary on the side?"

Ruby's expression darkened. She had a nagging feeling that Ava was up to no good at the company.

Ruby strode into Billy's office and shared her suspicions. Billy reassured her, "Don't worry. Ava's not out to scam us."

"Dad, how can you be so sure?"

"I had our designers check Ava's drafts for plagiarism. They've been at it for two days straight and can't find a single issue. They even rave about the fresh ideas, perfectly in tune with the current trends. Look at this, the presale numbers have already hit the roof!"

then he turned to Ruby. "You want to go to Harvard, right? I'll

the unsaid implication, wondering why her father had to poke at her

space was there for her to

over Josefina's business, ensuring she got whatever she needed, no matter

fashion show abroad, a private jet would be ready to whisk her from the company's rooftop at a moment's notice. If Josefina's firm

predicament of facing a presale without any new designs

get our designers over to Josie's place. Whatever style she

face and knew

for designers to come up with drafts

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stood, George interjected, "You have an important meeting