Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Confidence is golden, but cockiness is poison.

The fashion show had reached its climax, and ten hopefuls had been cut from the lineup. As Ruby scanned the room and spotted Josefina and her entourage still hanging around, her forehead creased in annoyance. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"That little bitch, Josefina, how is she not booted out yet." Lauren spat out bitterly.

Erica nudged Lauren's arm with a warning, "Mind your manners." Her words were a timely reminder. Lauren quickly composed herself, and Erica's caution kept her from speaking out of turn. Ruby clamped her mouth shut, shooting a venomous glare in Josefina's direction.

Feeling the sting of Ruby's malevolent gaze, Josefina returned the favor with a smug, triumphant smile, her delight carrying a hint of defiance. Lauren simmered with rage, helpless and frustrated.

In the second round, designers were to present their creations and explain the concepts behind them.

Josefina caught Alex's eye and he nodded reassuringly at her. Without further words, he took the stage alone.

Holly stood by, chirping cheerfully, "Ms. Josefina, rest assured, with you calling shots behind the scenes, Alex will definitely be fine."

"I'm not calling any shots from behind the scenes. I'm simply leading the team in this competition. It's Alex who's put in the lion's share of the effort." Josefina wasn't about to let Holly's offhand remark undermine all

goal did not succeed, which made her a bit unhappy. She lowered her head and didn't say

...

it left the entire room of designers speechless. He had crafted a dress with an off-the-shoulder cut that hugged the model just

as not to jar the onlooker's eye. As the model strutted on the catwalk, the dress seemed to radiate light, making her appear as if she too was glowing, like a mermaid

lost to the audience; all eyes were fixated on the dress. The design was

the host initiated a round of applause. It was undeniable. The

her on what to say, and Ruby had memorized it down to the last word. As Ruby finished her spiel, a smug

in concern. "Erica, why the long face? Didn't

voice icy, "What do you know? Winning the second round means nothing. It's the final first place that counts. Did you not see how even the designers admired

his design shines

was too frustrated to argue with Ruby's naivety. "You don't get it. Haven't you

her fingers, and that was unacceptable. "Erica, don't worry. I have a plan to make

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