Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josie was dumbstruck as she laid eyes on the dress she had designed, materialized before her. It wasn't just her. Charles, the manager of Anya, was equally stunned to see Josie standing alongside Oliver. What was Ms. Josefina doing here? But wasn't it Ms. Josefina who was meant to don this gown today?

Josie signaled to Charles with a look. Having worked by her side for years, he instantly grasped her intent. With polished courtesy, Charles approached and said, "Mr. Oliver, this is the evening gown you requested."

The sight of the gown seemed to light up Oliver's face. This was white chiffon dress with a rose-embroidered train and a strapless neckline. The skirt was voluminous, adorned with meticulously stitched roses. The reason this gown was ready so swiftly was that Josie had already designed it in advance, and Anya had been crafting it. Coincidentally, it was perfect for Oliver.

Oliver was eager to see Josie in the dress, convinced she would look stunning in it. "Josie, try it on, will you?"

Charles gestured towards a private area, "Right this way, please."

Nodding, Josie followed Charles inside.

Mr. Oliver's date?" Josie nodded, "It's as much a surprise to me as to anyone. I never expected the gown I designed

we spare no expense and craft it with care, to be both lavish

willing to invest unlimited

please try it

gentleman, he naturally stepped

a magazine of evening dresses. These were all designs of Anya,

him reached

"She's breathtaking!"

perfectly, absolutely

sight of Josie in the gown, Oliver drew a sharp

accentuated Josie's swan-like neck and her delicate, sculpted features. Paired with her shapely figure, she looked dazzling. Clad in the rose gown, she

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helping her put on the necklace. Their proximity was intimate.