Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Lena rose to her feet. The determination was clear in her stance as she prepared to take her leave. "Brandon, since you're tied up with things, I'll get out of your hair."

"Sure thing, Lena," Brandon replied with a nod. The concern was evident in his voice. "You just keep honing your medical skills. I heard from your granddad that your grandma was poisoned right under your watch at the hospital where you're doing your residency. That's downright dangerous!"

Suppressing the fury within her, Lena forced a smile. Her lips twitched slightly. "You're absolutely right, Grandpa Brandon. I've already reported the incident to the hospital chief. The hospital will handle the situation."

"Well, I sure hope they do a proper job of it," Brandon sighed, shaking his head.

Lena couldn't bear another minute there; she turned on her heel and left the place in haste.

She was absolutely livid!

After leaving Brandon's place, Lena drove to a secluded spot. Her rage found an outlet as she struck the steering wheel with force. Her hands turned red from the impact.

"Ms. Lena," the voice on the other end said, "Oliver's due for his afternoon tea. He's planning to hit up Blossoms today." That bit of news was the balm Lena needed. "Alright." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt

the café, picked up a selection of afternoon tea treats, and

didn't have an appointment today. "Ms. Lena,

off some afternoon tea for Oliver. We go way back to our sandbox days; I don't need an appointment. Don't worry. I'll take the fall if there's any

"This is for you, a little

"Thank you, Ms. Lena!"

1888 tea set, but by the time she looked up, Lena had already

off the elevator, she was stopped by the secretary. The entire

approached with a cool

just going to take it

her path. "Ms. Lena, I haven't been informed of Mr. Oliver

furrowed. A mere secretary thought he could obstruct her way? What was

remained silent, George could read the scorn in her eyes