Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

With lightning speed, Josefina sent the gang leader's teeth flying with a swift punch. Her foot snapped out to send the blond punk sprawling. Her right hook arced through the air, landing a vicious blow on another assailant's cheek. She was a blur of movement, each punch finding its mark.

Behind her, a man emerged from a car with a long knife, slashing at Josefina's head. Josefina dodged, grabbed his wrist, and wrenched the knife from his grip. With a swift slice, she opened a gash on his arm. She stepped back, her knife swinging with precision.

In no time, the ground was filled with groans of pain. As Josefina turned to leave, she spotted a familiar car approaching.

She looked down at the fallen thugs, as if she were staring at the dead. "Tell anyone who asks that you did this to each other!"

The boss, bewildered, asked, "Why?"

Her cold gaze fell on him. "Want a ticket to hell? Then, by all means, spill the truth."

never seen such indifference. It was as if she regarded them as nothing more than objects. He nodded frantically, panic-stricken. "But what

say you were all fighting over my good

boss sighed. Damn it, this job had cost him more than he bargained

the others might spill the truth, Josefina swiftly applied acupuncture needles to their pressure

in mock distress, making Oliver's heart ache. He enveloped her in his arms. "Don't be scared. It's my fault for being late." Josefina clung to his arm as

going on here? You

out, "It's their fault. They were fighting

the man wish he could just drop dead. She

at Oliver's sleeve, Josefina pleaded, "I want

arm around her, led her away. He handed George the keys to Josefina's car, instructing him to drive it. As for Josefina, Oliver

was gone, Josefina finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took out her phone and called Luke to clean up the

"Oliver, why are you looking at me

eyes were full of concern. "Why did you