Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

"Ms. Josefina, you flatter me. Though I've been away from the office, I've certainly heard about your capabilities," Noel said. His tone was laced with a casual respect. "Thank you," Josefina responded with a gracious nod. "I've heard quite a bit about your prowess as well."

She flipped open the folder in front of her, revealing information about a textile mill. After briefly scanning the contents, she closed the folder with an air of finality.

Noel, who had anticipated Josefina's approval of the mill he had suggested, was taken aback when he heard her reject the proposition.

"Noel, while the factory you've found certainly has merit, I've already chosen a different partner to collaborate with. The contracts have been signed," she informed him with a tone of polite detachment. Noel's face shifted. His expression was a mix of incredulity and frustration. "Ms. Josefina, shouldn't this be a matter for the purchasing department?" he asked, struggling to maintain his composure. "Noel, I understand you've been on leave, but the company has other people who can manage these affairs. If we all waited for your return to conduct business, how would the company function?" Josefina countered. Her voice was steady and confident.

His expression grew sour. He realized that Josefina — a woman he had underestimated — had the gall to put him in his place.

a fair point, Ms. Josefina. I'll make sure

up, he added, "If there's nothing else, I'll

said, dismissing him

he headed straight to his office where

already outmaneuvered Jaxon and Ava. You don't think you're next

her charms, not her skill. I refuse to believe she'll stay on top

seem to be

would fail. If Josefina was an easy target, he'd have returned immediately. But since she

Find out where Josefina got those designs. Are they

design think they might be Anya's work..." Sammuel