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.

smoothie and handed them off to a bodyguard to deliver. It wasn't that Bennett couldn't deliver them himself. It's just that the bodyguard was a more cost-effective

cups of smoothie,

waiting for ten minutes, Livia made 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

Josefina, Livia exclaimed, "Josie,

dramatic. It's only

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

pushing her away, Josefina smiled, "Where's the stuff

out of her purse and handed it to Josefina. "Got

You pick the place and time, send it over, and I'll

and see your folks. Your parents called me, asking

"They went to you again? I'll talk to them. I'm not a toddler who's going to get lost. Finals are over, and I should be able to

parents care about you. You're their daughter. They love you dearly, and you mustn't

listen to you. Don't be mad. I'll go see them in a bit, all

her expression softening.