Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina stared blankly at the receiver after the call abruptly ended. The conversation had left her utterly confused.

There was a knock at the office door, and in walked a woman named Holly, who happened to be Sammuel's girlfriend.

Clutching her sketchpad, Holly approached with an eager smile. "Ms. Josefina, I've brought some design drafts for you to review," she said as she took a seat.

As Holly spread out her sketches across the desk, Josefina instantly recognized the familiar traces of inspiration. The drawings were derivatives of her own past work, compounded by Holly's contributions. Rather than being striking, they seemed overly complicated.

"Holly, did all these ideas come from you? Did you draw these yourself?" Josefina asked, her tone laced with skepticism.

Holly nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, that's right."

Josefina continued, "These designs seem very familiar to me. This one here is reminiscent of Anya's Fall/Winter collection from '19, and this one seems to be inspired by Anya's Spring/Fall line. As a designer, surely you've seen Anya's clothing before?"

eyes darted about, taken aback

need to show your own strength," Josefina insisted. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

nod, Holly beat a hasty retreat, her cheeks burning with

over a collection of Anya's previous works. She couldn't help but

looked up, his innocent face clouded

you looking at Anya's creations

admiring Anya's work because I idolize her.

face flushed with embarrassment, but she tried to salvage her pride. "Alex, you need to have your own concepts. You can't just keep looking

a huff, Holly returned to her desk, her expression one of

had the nerve to judge my work-it's infuriating." Sammuel took her hand, his voice soothing. "Darling, cool down. Maybe Ms. Josefina really does understand

her into calmness, before Holly could

sight of this exchange. It was clear to her that changes within the

Josefina found the living room occupied by a clothes rack adorned with several evening gowns. Lena was busy selecting one for herself. With a cheerful grin, Lena said, "Tomorrow's Mr. Brandon's birthday gala, and I had a few gowns delivered. Josie, would