Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. With Oliver in the picture, Rowan was sidelined. The company needed Oliver far more.

The two families sat down for dinner around a spacious table that still had empty seats. Course after course was served in a fusion of Eastern and Western cuisine.

Grandpa Brandon spoke up, "Josie, I heard from your granddad that you're quite fond of swings. Well, Oliver here went and built a few in his garden back home. Even got the dressing room spruced up. You should drop by his place sometime when you're free."

Hattie and Garrett were stunned. Could he be any more blunt?

Grandpa Brandon continued, "Garrett, Hattie, don't be too taken aback. I dote on Josie as if she were my own granddaughter. If I spoil her with a few gifts, it's all normal. After all, who wouldn't find Josie utterly charming?"

Oliver chimed in, "Josie is indeed very likeable."

beginning to see that Oliver's agreement to celebrate Rowan's birthday had his own motives behind it. Every move he made was calculated. Did he like her with an ulterior motive

replaced her plate with one where he had already neatly

then took the untouched steak in front of Josefina, cutting it with

a fly between her brows. She was chewing her own steak, but her expression suggested it was as

sprawling backyard lawn. "A friend sent over some fireworks. Let's set them off and enjoy the show in light of the festivities," he said. Immediately, Bennett and the servants went to light

Boom!

sky in a shower of brilliant colors. Each firework

burst into the sky, spelling out "Josie" in fiery letters, leaving the onlookers in

to admit, Oliver had outdone himself. They couldn't dismiss such

Oliver might be a good match,

others snapped photos with their phones, Lena refrained. She muttered under her breath, "I don't

thought her comment would go unnoticed, but when she looked up, she met Oliver's dark, penetrating

as he stated, "Whose birthday it is