Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

The security guard, diligent and vigilant, asked with a firm tone, "Who are you here to see? Do you have an appointment?"

Billy was taken aback. Since when did you need a booking to drop by someone's place?

With confusion written all over his face, Billy listened as the guard went on, "We operate on a strict appointment system here. The residents let us know who's coming, what time, and we verify it. Seems like you don't have one, I'm sorry, but I can't let your car in."

Without Brandon's cell number, Billy had no choice but to reverse out of the driveway. He parked the car off to the side and approached the guard to negotiate.

First, he took out a cigarette to offer, but the guard declined. Then he promised a tip, but the guard refused once again, even scolding him.

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sat in the car, strategizing on how to get in. The final plan? Billy spent some cash

the number, and Brandon's deep voice

Brandon, it's me, the son of Bailey. My dad often mentioned you, said if he were in better health, he'd challenge you to

line as Brandon

blunt greeting. He pressed on, "The thing is, my dad always talked about an engagement between your grandson and my daughter. She's a real catch-smart, graduated from a good school,

brains? Or in accomplishments? Hewas genuinely curious about what kind

dad too. These arranged engagements are old-fashioned. Your girl sounds wonderful, but my grandson's

Oliver is a real catch, way out of our league. I'm actually at the gates of your community right now,

aback. At his

a message from Josefina popped up-she was at the