Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina scoffed with a sneer that didn't quite reach her cold eyes, "And who do you think you are, honey? Think we'll just roll over and play fetch because you want a competition?" Josefina's dark eyes bore into Erica, sharp and intimidating, sending shivers down Erica's spine. Erica couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen such a gaze somewhere before. "Aren't you the hotshot new designer at Antonio Corporation? If memory serves, your name is Erica, the very same Erica that Anya Fashion kicked to the curb last month, right?" Erica's heart skipped a beat. How did she know? It was supposed to be a tightly kept secret, known by only a handful.

The crowd around them erupted into a frenzy.

"She got canned by Anya?"

"I heard she tried to poach clients from other designers and didn't learn her lesson even after getting caught. That's why Anya gave her the boot."

"If she can't even keep her act clean, you've gotta wonder about her character."

"Why is she smearing poor Alex? Could there be some personal vendetta?"

The speculation was relentless, but Erica found her voice amidst the chaos.

"How on earth do you know about that? Who are you, really?" Erica demanded, suspicion lacing her tone.

who I am. Right now, there's something else I need to ask," Josefina said, turning her attention to Ruby. "Actually, it's more of a question for you. Why did the design sketches I left at home end up in your hands? You've claimed my work as your own

crashing down on her. Erica also hadn't expected this

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and Garrett in tow, arrived at the scene. She had been pushing for Hattie to come ever since Ruby's accusation against Josefina surfaced. Lena wanted the

got there, they walked

Ruby stole our

Josie's not one to fib," Garrett chimed in, confident in his

blindly trust Josefina, a girl they hadn't seen in eighteen years? The level of trust baffled and, frankly, made Lena quite envious. The couple unconsciously quickened their pace to stand by Josefina's side,

dime, and I know your true colors. Ever since

you can't just make things up and expect them to stick. How

have evidence. Can't I present that? How about you zip it until the evidence is out,

the air, everyone waited with bated breath for Josefina's

could she possibly have up

thinking the same thing. There was no way Josefina could produce

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