Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

They were all scared of losing their job, so they quickly disassociated themselves from the situation.

George wasn't one for gossip, nor would he cavalierly discuss Oliver's affairs in public -maintaining discretion was the golden rule of being a secretary. Considering Lena might show up again, he spoke up, "Mr. Oliver has only one girlfriend, named Josefina. If Lena comes back, you better not let her in."

Everyone nodded in understanding, doubting there'd be a "come back."

After George left, the group erupted into a buzz of chatter.

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"I thought Lena had Oliver wrapped around her finger. Turns out it's just unrequited love?"

"Lena's been tripping over herself to bring him afternoon tea, and what? Gets the cold shoulder for her troubles?"

"Hey, are you suggesting our CEO can't have a 'warm shoulder'?"

"You speak as if you've had a chance to check our CEO's 'temperature' yourself!"

I'd dare. I'm not looking to get axed

bantered, but Lena, who had returned and was standing around the corner, overheard their gossip

had intended the afternoon tea as a bribe for the receptionists to

tea delivered by Oliver's errand. There was enough for

of

on. That pastry you're holding is worth a cool five

eating tea but rather, my

the cost of this afternoon tea

live large. There's always

Ms. Josefina's capabilities,

skills ever need

afternoon tea. Hers was the most exquisite, and the cost surpassed everyone

came through. His handsome features filled the screen, and

way too expensive. You really didn't have to,