Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina continued, her voice firm and resolute, "Noel, the company gave you the chance to be a manager, and instead, you lined your own pockets with its money. Effective immediately, you are terminated! The company will pursue legal action to hold you accountable for your actions!"

Before Noel could muster a response, the police arrived and whisked him away without delay. Caught off guard, Noel had met his downfall.

A murmur rippled through the gathered employees; none had expected Josefina to act with such swift decisiveness. Once again, the staff had witnessed Josefina's shrewd tactics, and none dared challenge her authority now.

Josefina's gaze settled on a thirty-six-year-old woman, Angel, and she addressed her, "Angel, as of this moment, you're the new manager of the procurement department."

Angel stood, stunned, hardly believing what she was hearing. "Ms. Josefina, are you serious? You want me to take Noel's place? To be the manager?" For years, she had been just another face in the crowd of employees.

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Angel ascend to the managerial role, their feelings a tangled mix of envy and resignation. After all, their own lack of effort had

into her office than opportunities came knocking at

a fashion wholesaler, sought her design expertise. Both offers were incredibly

Tyson, and asked, perplexed, "Mr. Tyson, by giving us such

smile, "We're banking on reputation, Ms. Josefina. Your company's reputation

Josefina decided there was

honor to work with you. You boldly design, and we'll cover the costs. If agreeable, you produce, and we'll handle the sales.