Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the question. "Family? Miss Shay, do you really think I have that kind of clout with Oliver? That he'd take my word as command?" Josefina wanted nothing more than to kick Shay out on her ear. Family, indeed. Was Shay really oblivious to how Sydney treated Oliver's mom?

And how Rowan and Sydney dealt with Oliver-was Shay truly in the dark?

Josefina's eyes sparkled with amusement as she continued, "I'm sorry, Miss Shay, but that's a favor I can't grant. You know Oliver's temper. I can't boss him around."

Shay was taken aback. This didn't match the intel she had. "Josefina, isn't Oliver like putty in your hands? Surely he'll listen to you."

Josefinafeigned innocence, her eyes wide. "That's just not possible. I hardly have a say when it comes to Oliver. He calls the shots, not me."

Shay eyed Josie skeptically, sensing that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Just then, Kale knocked and entered. "Ms. Josefina, the meeting is about to start."

Josefina nodded, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Once Kale left and closed the door behind him, Josefina turned to Shay. "I'm sorry, but I really can't help with persuading Oliver. I've got a meeting to attend."

and this is a little something for you.

reward without service, Miss Shay. Please, keep

...

running a meeting in the boardroom, and the tension

come up with?" Oliver's

air. The department heads exchanged nervous glances, wondering who

mounted, Oliver's voice cut through the silence. "Josie." His tone, suddenly tender and affectionate, left the room in shock.

caller

inform him of the situation truthfully, to prevent Shay from causing

to her. "Josie, you're worried about me," he said

into his office chair, Oliver relaxed. "Don't worry, Josie. I don't trust what others

affectionate, a familiar sound that warmed Josefina's heart. "I'll tell Shay to leave you be. She won't bother you again,"

okay," Josefina assured him. "I can handle

tonight?" he asked with a

got things to handle tonight. Maybe another

and Oliver didn't press further. If Josie was busy, they could dine together another

a switch of his demeanor, Oliver dialed another number,