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.

Ruby. "Actually, it's more of a question for you. Why did the design sketches I left at home end

sky was crashing down on

are you on about? I've never touched your sketches. Can anyone prove they're yours? Is your

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with Hattie 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

Garrett got there, they

going on here? Ruby stole our Josie's designs?" Hattie

fib," Garrett chimed in, confident in

How could they blindly trust Josefina, a girl they hadn't seen in eighteen years? The level of trust baffled and, frankly,

raised on our dime, and I know your true colors. Ever since you stayed with us, I knew you were disobedient and a compulsive liar. You think you

up and expect them

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

hanging in the air, everyone waited with bated

possibly

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

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