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

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beat a hasty retreat, her cheeks

previous works. She couldn't help but ask, a tinge of irritation in her

up, his innocent face clouded with confusion. "Why would you say

you looking at

because I idolize her. Since when does appreciation equate to

she tried to salvage her pride. "Alex, you need to have your own concepts. You

returned to her desk, her expression one

infuriating." Sammuel took her hand, his voice soothing. "Darling, cool down. Maybe Ms.

into calmness, before Holly could

sight of this exchange. It was clear

was busy selecting one for herself. With a cheerful grin, Lena said, "Tomorrow's Mr. Brandon's