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."

was beginning to see that Oliver's agreement to celebrate Rowan's birthday had his own motives behind it. Every move he

and replaced her plate with one

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

frowned so deeply it looked as if she could trap a fly between her brows. She was chewing her own

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 fireworks. In the pitch-black night, everyone lined up, with Oliver holding Josefina's

Boom!

shower of brilliant colors. Each firework bloomed like a flower, with

spelling out "Josie" in fiery letters, leaving

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

be

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

go unnoticed, but when she looked up, she

it is doesn't matter. What's important is that Josie is