Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Billy's brain had crashed, like a computer freezing up without warning. Echoes of Josefina's words reverberated in his mind, rendering him utterly speechless and stunned for what felt like an eternity. Lauren was the first to snap out of it. She wasn't buying it. "So you say you're Anya and we're just supposed to take your word for it? Who's gonna vouch for you? How are you even going to be of any use to our firm? Without any evidence, who would believe what you say?"

Josefina replied with an unnervingly calm voice, "Erica, it was I who vouched for you to get into the company. Without my help, would you have even set foot in there? Do you recall the message I had sent you?"

Erica's eyes widened in disbelief as Josefina spoke the words, "Where there's a will, there's a way."

Erica was dumbstruck. How on earth did Josefina know that phrase? During her interview, Erica was told that had it not been for Anya herself, she would have been dismissed. And that very phrase had been relayed to her by Anya's messenger.

It was Layla who spoke up next, "I can attest to that. Josefina is Anya, and Anya is Josefina. We go way back, she and I."

Everyone knew Layla's standing in the community. Her confirmation added a seal of authenticity to Josefina's identity as Anya.

The judges exchanged looks, a silent consensus forming among them. One by one, they eagerly greeted Josefina. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Ms. Anya. I'm Neil, delighted to meet you."

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turn, and Josefina, ever the polite one, greeted them back, setting a harmonious tone

Marina and Xavier, who had already left, the

wield the law to protect

now she had

Garrett escorted Josefina out, with Alex and Holly quickly following suit. Lena trailed behind, her mood souring, a wave of discomfort washing over her. How could Josefina be Anya? It just didn't make

if she had been at a funeral, not only witnessing

left. Billy felt utterly embarrassed. He wanted to dig deeper, to see if those who had collaborated with him were indeed under Josefina's command. Sitting in his car, he dialed

phone, and slumped in his seat, enveloped by a gloom so thick

She opened her mouth to speak but found

her head, unsure of what to say next. She was scared, terrified of

be okay. So what if Josefina's a great designer?

broke through, and Lauren felt even more

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