Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

As Oliver's figure vanished into the night, Rowan let out a roar of fury.

Sydney stepped forward to check on Rowan's wounds but was irritably brushed aside. She plopped down amidst the shards of broken glass with a huff. "Rowan, if you're so tough, why didn't you take a swing at Oliver? Why push me?" she snapped, her patience finally wearing thin.

Already agitated, Rowan's temper flared further at her provocation, and he slapped her across the face. Enraged, Sydney shoved him back, sending him tumbling into the glass-strewn floor, adding to his collection of cuts and bruises.

The next morning, Lena woke up exceptionally early. She wanted to cook breakfast for Garrett and Hattie, hoping to foster a bond.

Emerging from the elevator, she saw Ryan directing the staff as they carefully arranged various items. The servants were handling bags from high-end stores, one luxurious item after another. Lena was at once shocked and delighted. Could these be for her?

thought, Ryan would have mentioned it. And with the gifts already here, surely Josefina would be coming down soon? But Josefina hadn't appeared. The gifts couldn't be

expression brightened as she eyed the luxury bags, her mind racing with

these

Josefina. He said he wasn't sure what she'd like, so he just picked up a few things. They were delivered first thing this morning before I'd even fully woken up. He made me promise not to wake Ms. Josefina, to let her sleep in. When she's up, we'll

fell in disbelief. "Gifts from Brandon?" Why on earth would he buy

helping Mr. Oliver woo Ms. Josefina. You've noticed, haven't you? The Baldwin family

silent, her discomfort clear. Did things

dwelled on it, the angrier she became, her complexion turning

so early, Miss Lena?"