Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Holly slumped into her chair, her grip on her smartphone tight as her eyes glued themselves to the screen. With a swift movement, Holly's thumbs danced over the keyboard as she fired off a reply without a moment's hesitation.

[Collaborate, my foot! You've got zero skills and have the nerve to drag me into this mess? You almost got me into trouble. Were you born without a brain? Don't even know your own worth? Stay the heck away from me!]

Message sent, she promptly blocked the number, her resolve firm. Holly turned her attention to her laptop, determined to bury herself in her work.

Shay lounged at home, scrolling through the latest news on her phone. She received a message that said, Oliver's crush, that Josefina, was actually the big designer Anya.

She couldn't wait to spill the beans to Sydney. Upon hearing the news, Sydney couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter. "I've said it before, Oliver's always had an angle. His interest in Josefina? It's all about her status. At the end of the day, he's not in it for love."

Sydney sat, her impeccable makeup unable to mask the weariness in her eyes.

him to smooth things over with Oliver. He's locked up because of Oliver's orders. Times have changed. If he wants the old days back, he needs to learn to communicate

released could he intervene in the

had let go sooner, Oliver wouldn't have ended up so bitter from the whole ordeal." Shay frowned, wordless, as Sydney rambled on about the past. Unable to bear it anymore, Shay stood up. "I'm going to see Josefina, maybe she can persuade Dad and Oliver." Shay picked up a designer

Josefina was somewhat surprised but politely

wound up in a neat bun. With an outstretched hand, Shay greeted with a friendly smile, "Hi

briefly, her grasp firm but quick. Even through that fleeting touch, Shay could feel the calluses on Josefina's palm, a clear sign of someone who trained regularly in martial arts. Shay lifted her

me out, Miss

and our family. Josie, here's the thing, I'd like you to talk some sense into Oliver. He's confined our parents, and it's

curled into a puzzled smile. "What do you mean? You want me to go to

a strong word. "It's not about forgiveness, just easing the tension. We're family

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