Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Rowan bellowed, "I'm going, it's my birthday bash!"

Brandon snapped, slapping Rowan across the shoulder. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Keep it up, and I swear I'll slap you silly." Brandon was fuming, fed up with the constant chaos at home.

With a commanding tone, he ordered, "Rowan, park yourself right here. If I need you downstairs, I'll call for you. The guests aren't even all here yet. Oliver hasn't shown up. What's the rush? You'll get your moment in the spotlight."

Brandon's mind was elsewhere, pondering when Josefina would arrive. He couldn't let Josefina catch another glimpse of Rowan's ridiculous antics.

She hadn't even officially joined the family yet. What if Josie got cold feet?

that. He shot a stern look at Sydney. "Keep

Despite her anger, she bowed to the

the scene of Brandon dressing down Rowan. "Sir,

Oliver's arrival meant Josie would be there too. He strode to the entrance, instructing the security, "I don't care how you do it, but keep those two from leaving the house. If they sneak out, it's

Rowan in line. They even brought sedatives, ready to knock Rowan out with a shot if he

to show support for Josefina. Lena, clad in a meticulously chosen evening gown, attended the event, sticking close to Hattie to make her presence felt. Her mind buzzed when she witnessed the

made her entrance. Josefina was stunning, and her dress was just as breathtaking. Standing alongside Oliver, they looked the

a mask of

my dear, you look radiant tonight. Oliver,