Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Shay sat in the car, the sound of her ringtone cutting through the silence. It was Oliver calling, and a smile immediately danced across her lips. She couldn't wait to answer, but before she could even speak, Oliver's voice came through, icy and piercing. "Who gave you the nerve to go looking for Josie?!"

The smile vanished from Shay's face as if wiped away by a shadow.

"My guys are watching Josie, and they saw you. What the hell were you doing there, Shay?" Oliver berated her.

Shay clutched her phone, her expression going rigid and her voice dropping low, "Oliver, I just wanted her to talk some sense into you. We're all family, so let's not make things so tense, okay?"

"Family? Who's your family? What makes you think you're worthy of being my family?"

Hearing this, Shay's face turned ashen.

Oliver continued, "Whether it's you or your Mom, if you disturb Josie, you'll bear the consequences."

The call ended abruptly. Shay, frantic, tried to call him back, desperate to explain. When the call wouldn't go through, she realized she'd been blocked.

Shay felt like she had been struck by a thunderbolt, her spirit deflated, her heart in agony. Was Oliver really so afraid of losing Josefina that he had to have her guarded?

everyone was talking about, and now he was

I'm thinking of changing my number. I'll shoot you a text later so you'll

number, Alex. Give it some time. Once the buzz dies down and they see your resolve, they'll back off. Changing numbers is just a Band-Aid solution." Scratching his head, Alex realized she was right. He hadn't thought it through. "Ms. Josefina, I owe you one for your mentorship." He

I'm the CEO, and you're the designer.

convinced that his success was due to Josefina's nurturing hand. "Ms. Josefina, I've

spent a sleepless

examined the designs carefully, offering

was very excited. "Ms. Josefina, you're just amazing. I'll go make

in his

doctor who knew the truth had also died, and

All clues pointed to someone deliberately

enemy

was stumped when her phone rang. It's an unknown number.

are you trying to

still not see your fault and blame me instead? Have you lost

it because your family, the Antonios, wouldn't let me take

for eighteen years, Josefina. How can