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!"

if I'd dare. I'm not looking to

bantered, but Lena, who had returned and was standing around

as a bribe for the receptionists to keep tight-lipped. It appeared now that they were a bunch of

tea delivered by Oliver's errand. There was enough

I'm not mistaken, isn't this the 'Hermès' version of afternoon teas? Even

holding is worth

like I'm not eating tea

the cost of this

large. There's always meat

capabilities, but now she's

Ms. Josefina's skills ever need

sat in her office, looking at her own portion of the afternoon tea. Hers was the most exquisite, and the cost surpassed everyone else's combined. She dialed

handsome features filled the screen,

you bought is way too expensive. You really didn't