Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Lena felt like she had a lump in her throat as she watched George's indifferent expression. Her gaze drifted towards Oliver's office door.

"George, would you mind taking this afternoon tea I got for Oliver?" she asked, hoping to save dignity.

She had already bought it, and if she was to walk out with the stuff in hand, spotted by the receptionist, how could she maintain her dignity? What would others think of her? Lena gave George a pitiful look, as if she was on the brink of tears, should he dare to refuse.

Considering it was already late in the afternoon, George accepted the food.

Lena left, bumping into the receptionist, who greeted her warmly. She responded with a smile, "Oliver's just swamped with work. I'll bring him tea another time."

"Ms. Lena, you and Oliver are so close. Always thinking about him. You two are a match made in heaven," the receptionist said, clearly charmed.

Lena chuckled softly. "I didn't bring you any honey today, yet your words are so sweet."

in, flattering, "Ms.

and handed her the food. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

need to bring him

was stunned, and

What was going on?

always portrayed herself as Oliver's girlfriend. What had changed

confidence seemed to have evaporated

said that by doing this, Ms. Josefina might get the wrong idea. To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, it's better if you

was from Lena, Oliver had been furious, instructing George to return it as it came. Lucky for him,

at George's displeased expression, and felt the judgmental glances from those around her. She snapped. Her mouth twitched as she struggled to speak, "Then I'll take it back for now. If Oliver wants something else, I'll bring

said if he wants something, he'll go and have it

instructions were clear: be cold to make a definitive

to be debated. It