Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina couldn't help but laugh at the sheer absurdity of it all. "The nerve of that guy," she muttered under her breath. "Ruby's on her way over. Should I pass on your charming words?" she teased, with one eyebrow raised in mock challenge.

"Whatever," Xavier dismissed, confident that Ruby wouldn't take Josefina's word over his. He figured a sweet talk would smooth things over later.

As Ruby approached, Josefina cut in before she could speak, "Xavier here says he's just toying with you. He struts around like he's king of the peacocks when I'm around, but he's nothing to me. Ruby, you like picking up my leftovers, right? Well, here's some trash ripe for recycling."

With a disdainful glance at Xavier, Josefina turned on her heel and strode away. Xavier made to follow, but the piercing gaze of Oliver anchored him in place, forcing him to halt.

Ruby, eyes brimming with vulnerability, looked at Xavier. "Is it true what she said, Xavier?"

frustration was mounting and

Xavier's comfort. She was adept at consoling herself. "Xavier, Josefina's always been dismissive of everyone. Even if

his gaze settle on Ruby's face, and his voice softened to soothe her. "You're talking nonsense. I was just sussing out who

for a more promising

was about to excuse herself, claiming a trip to the restroom, a

meaning of this?" Xavier

"Just follow me, please."

an elite setting, Xavier couldn't afford an outburst. He dreaded the mess that his family would have

where Xavier handed over the coveted invitation. After a quick check, the staff member explained, "Apologies, but this invitation belongs to Mrs. Rowland. She just called to report it stolen and asked us to

paper managed to leave him mortified. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

family. It's just an invitation, and we're all Rowlands here. Why