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

apologized, "Been a bit

go ahead.

hesitated. His pitiful tone clashed with his stoic

how about dinner

over her schedule and pending tasks. "Sure, dinner's

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

meet at the

you tonight." Oliver hung up,

walked in and noticed Oliver's joy, he knew Josefina must 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.

a soft spot for fresh

nodded with a chuckle,

George mentioned, "Mr. Oliver, there's trouble at Billy's company. They sold machine-made damask as handwoven, and now customers are

want to tackle this

spoils her rotten. Oliver's indulgence for Josefina

swung open. The man who stormed in radiated anger

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