Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

"Looks like there's more to it than meets the eye. Let's just watch and wait before we jump to conclusions."

"Even the host didn't grab the mic back. Could she be in cahoots with Ruby?"

Layla, with her clear and articulate voice, responded, "Folks, I don't know any Ruby. I've been a host for years, and I value my reputation. Why on earth would I ruin my career for someone I don't even know?" Someone in the crowd challenged her, "Then why didn't you take the microphone back?"

Layla retorted, "Would snatching it back change anything? If she's got something to say, let her speak. It's better to clear the air so no one suspects there's anything shady about the competition." The crowd nodded, suddenly understanding her point - and curious to see what kind of spectacle Ruby would create.

Alex stepped up, visibly upset, "What makes you think I bought those designs? Where's your proof?"

Alex was known for his meticulous work, especially when it came to competition. He had discarded any designs he'd touched or seen from Holly. He didn't use any of it.

Even in the company's design sketches, there were some that he wouldn't use. Some were sketches of Anya's work, where he found inspiration. His own designs were the result of long nights and endless dedication. The idea of him buying designs was preposterous.

Indignant, Alex demanded, "Without evidence, your accusations are slander."

what's the real story? How has Alex been performing at the company? Has he ever designed and sold anything on his own before now?" Holly, being singled out, wanted to scratch Ruby's face off. Holly regretted it all. Why had she

desk isn't close to Alex's. I don't know. But Alex is a hard worker. Under Ms. Josefina's guidance, he's made significant progress." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

Josefina complicated matters

"Her? She can't design her way out of

ablaze with fury, and he defended her honor, "What nonsense are you spouting! Ms. Josefina's design skills are a million times

a pretty and young girl be a

"She's my foster daughter. I know what she's capable of better

since when can you design clothes?

statement sowed seeds of

what's my favorite food? Which class was I in during high school?

for words, unable to

mother, but you don't even know her

those things, that doesn't mean she can design clothes. You

serenely, "What if I told

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