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."

behind it. Every move he made was calculated. Did he like her with

hands and replaced her plate with one where he had already neatly cut the meat. "Here, eat

it with

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

"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

Boom!

in a shower of brilliant colors. Each firework bloomed like

grand finale burst into the sky, spelling out "Josie"

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

might be a good match, but ultimately,

photos with their phones, Lena refrained. She muttered under

her comment would go unnoticed, but when she looked up, she

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