Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Brandon lay sprawled on the bed, his form barely a shadow under the dim light. Bennett stood beside him, eyes red-rimmed with worry. Seeing Oliver and Josefina enter, relief washed over him like a gentle wave. He held an unwavering faith that with Josefina's presence, no ailment could stand a chance.

"Ms. Josefina, thank heavens you've arrived. Please, take a look at him. All the diagnostic tools here are for you. The family doctor left them after I sent him packing."

That family doctor was utterly useless in a real pinch.

Bennett's candor was surely a sign of his deep concern for Brandon's well-being. Josefina spoke with soothing assurance, "Bennett, there's no need to fret. Brandon has the strength of an ox. He'll pull through Why don't you and Oliver step outside while I examine your grandfather?"

Once Oliver and Bennett had left, Josefina turned her attention to Brandon, her skilled hands moving with practiced ease.

Meanwhile, in the living room...

Oliver sat stiffly on the couch while Bennett paced restlessly.

world happened?" Oliver's voice cut through the air, sharp

"It was him. He called Mr. Brandon, and whatever they talked about got him

expression darkened further, and Bennett fell silent, knowing Oliver would surely have a strategy up

to Brandon, stabilizing his condition. Thankfully, the herbal remedies she had provided over the

nearly vibrating with pent-up anxiety. "Ms. Josefina, is Mr. Brandon out

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Josefina, you're nothing short of an angel." Without Josefina's care, Mr. Brandon's health would

left, giving Oliver and Josefina room

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no need for

nodded. "You can leave us

sir." Bennett and the kitchen staff made their

Brandon's room, surprised to find him awake. "Sir, you're awake! How do you feel? Should I get Ms. Josefina to come back