Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Brandon couldn't help but chuckle. "Rhody, I've always said you've got an eye for these things. Spot on, my friend. There's Oliver's future wife."

Josefina just stared blankly. "I'm not—"

"Not yet, but give it time," Rhody quipped with a mischievous grin.

Josefina sighed.

"Grandpa Brandon, Mr. Rhody, I've got some business at the company. I'll have to catch up with you later," she said swiftly, grabbing her purse and almost running out the door, shooting a text to her friend to meet up somewhere else.

Brandon turned to Bennett. "Hey, Bennett, hustle up and get the young madam her smoothie. Josie can't get enough of that stuff."

"Right away," Bennett replied.

freshly prepared smoothie and handed them off to a bodyguard to deliver. It wasn't that Bennett couldn't deliver them

cups of smoothie, Josefina arrived at

her entrance. Her long hair flowed down her back, and she was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, flaunting legs that were both slender and statuesque. Her appearance turned heads throughout the café, with the few other patrons glancing over. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt

exclaimed, "Josie,

being dramatic. It's only been a

eternity. I've missed you every single day," Livia said

smiled,

fished a bag out of her purse and handed it to Josefina. "Got everything right

time, send it over, and I'll bring

folks. Your parents called me,

talk to them. I'm not a toddler who's going to get lost. Finals are over, and I should be able to go

daughter. They love you dearly, and you

hand and chuckled, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Don't be mad. I'll go

softening.