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."

had his own motives behind it. Every move he made was calculated. Did he like her with an

from her hands and replaced her plate with one where he had already neatly cut the meat.

took the untouched steak in front of Josefina, cutting it with finesse, savoring a bite, and following it with a

if she could trap a fly between her brows. She was

led the group to the villa's 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 the

Boom!

of brilliant colors.

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

Oliver had outdone himself. They couldn't dismiss such a son-in-law. Perhaps

Oliver might be a good match, but ultimately, it was up to

bitter taste of jealousy and rising anger. Even as others snapped photos with their phones,

would go unnoticed, but when she looked up, she met Oliver's

as he stated, "Whose birthday it is doesn't matter. What's important is that