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?

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

is just a Band-Aid solution." Scratching his head, Alex realized she was right. He hadn't thought it through.

designer. It's your talent that's

nurturing hand. "Ms. Josefina, I've drafted a few new designs

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have any useful clues. Moreover, the doctor who knew the truth had also died, and the

her chair, piecing together the past events. All clues pointed to

an enemy of the

phone rang. It's an unknown number. She answered,

"Josefina, are you trying to ruin me

not see your fault and blame me instead? Have you lost your sense of right and wrong along with your

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

you in for eighteen years, Josefina. How