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?

had dreams of bouncing great-grandkids on his knee, and he wasn't about to let Rowan ruin that. He shot a stern look at Sydney. "Keep an eye on him. If you can't manage

well aware that Brandon meant every word. Despite

to the scene of Brandon dressing down Rowan.

up with joy. Oliver's arrival meant Josie would be there too. He strode to the entrance, instructing the security,

sedatives, ready to knock Rowan out with a shot

Nola, and Alma's families, arrived at the venue. Only then did they realize why Oliver had invited them specifically; apparently, it was to show support for Josefina. Lena, clad in a meticulously chosen evening gown, attended the event, sticking close

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

face was a mask of smiles. "Oliver, Josie, you've

you look radiant tonight. Oliver, you've got