Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina hit redial on her phone, and Luke's anxious voice crackled through the speaker. "Boss, big client alert!"

Josefina raised an eyebrow. "Which client?"

"The one who dropped a fortune on your self-portrait last time. Well, he's back for more."

Josefina let out a sigh. A self-portrait, again?

"Luke, tell this guy I'm swamped. I have no time for brushwork."

"Are you turning down cash? Since when were you not in it for the green?"

Luke caught on quick. Josefina was notorious for her money-making hustle. If she was passing up this payday, something was up. He whispered, "What's the deal? Is the art collector your nemesis or something?"

"You're overthinking it."

the cash queen. No job is too big, and no fee is too small. What's the story this time? There's gotta

of juice, and replied with slight irritation, "Luke, with that imagination, why

not Oliver, is

Busted. He

Can't say he doesn't have taste. You're

her eyes. "You're too chatty. I've got stuff to do. Later." She ended the call and buried herself in her

in bed, rest eluding her. Her phone rang, its familiar tone prompting her to answer

the fumbles, Lena? Ever since Josefina got back, you've

on the other end sent shivers down Lena's spine. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, betraying her unrest. "It's like Josefina's onto every plan. My horse went berserk, which was probably her doing. She

was cold, dismissive. "Really? What is

not to seem defensive, said helplessly, "Ever since her return, nothing's gone right. And today, I noticed Emily, Garrett, and Hattie... are all clean

"Stay your hand

botch his plans and meet a grizzly

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