Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Billy had never been much of a whiz when it came to management. If it hadn't been for Josefina having his back all these years, guiding and hustling alongside him, how on earth could he have raked in a dime let alone sit pretty in his cushy position?

In a fit of rage, Billy spat out, "Ava plagiarizing? We were clueless! How in hell can this mess be pinned on us?"

His secretary said, "Ava, in order to shift blame, insisted that you also knew about her plagiarism and continued to use those design drawings."

Billy, livid, exclaimed, "Damn it! That bitch plots against me! If I had known she was copying those designs, would I have used them?"

The secretary, with a tinge of helplessness, added, "And with the clients who bought those designs catching wind of this, they're bailing in droves, cancelling their pre-orders. We're bleeding cash, big time." Billy was pacing like an ant on a hot skillet. The secretary added, "Mr. Antonio, if you don't figure something out fast, our company's toast."

Billy, infuriated, smashed a mug on the floor. "You think I'm oblivious? Do I need an imbecile like you to spell it out?"

Midas-touch gal like Josefina, what a blunder! The secretary's inner rant

employed. If only he could persuade them not to sue Ava for plagiarism and sell him those designs, his company could stem the

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the reception, Billy strode in, all high and mighty. Catching sight of Josefina,

to the grind even after returning to your folks? Still need

see Billy's face, her expression icy as

work here?"

Billy's angle, merely grunted

you make? Three grand a month? How about I give you ten grand

your CEO a mister