Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Billy was fuming. He had worked tirelessly to get the company on track, and now it seemed like everything was going sideways again.

Josefina sat in her office, never expecting such a situation to arise with Antonio Corporation. It was a big taboo within the industry.

Kale approached her and said, "Ms. Josefina, I heard Ruby went down to the factory. She claims she's trying to sniff out the cause of this mess, to find the mole."

Josefina chuckled, "What a plot twist with Ruby playing the detective. As if she didn't know. The designers must be in on it too. You can tell the difference between handwoven damask and machine-made with just a glance. Didn't they check their goods? True craftsmanship takes time. There's no way they could produce so much so quickly."

Kale nodded in agreement. "Billy's livid, but from what we gathered, he was in the dark about this whole fiasco."

Raising an eyebrow, Josefina took a leisurely sip of her black coffee. "Ruby's quite the mastermind now, lining her pockets on the side."

"Ms. Josefina, Ruby seems quite chummy with the designer. Could they be conspiring against Billy?"

Josefina mused, "Doubtful. This is small fry for them. Keep digging, see if the designer is who I suspect."

"Will do."

gone, Josefina finished her coffee. It was too bitter. She needed a can of soda to take the edge off. Just as she took a sip, her phone rang. It was Oliver. "Josie, you still tied up?" She realized she had missed several of his calls. His voice sounded

"Been a bit

you're busy, go ahead. Just ring

pitiful tone clashed with his stoic

about

glanced over her schedule and

"Great, I'll wait for your call. How about I come to

need. Let's meet

tonight." Oliver hung up, grinning

have soothed his restless heart. "Mr. Oliver, did Ms. Josefina call? You two really have something special. I'm quite envious." "George, get me a bouquet later. Josie doesn't like it when I send

knew Josefina had a soft spot for fresh

with a chuckle,

handwoven, and now customers

would surely want to tackle this

Oliver sure spoils her rotten. Oliver's indulgence

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