Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Regret must be eating them alive now, huh?

"Let's go back and have a chat with your dad. That little brat is rolling in dough and she's still shaking us down for that ten million dollars? Time for your old man to cook up a plan."

Lauren was fuming, her strides brisk and rapid. Just as she neared the staircase, her footing gave way, and she took a nasty tumble. She sprawled forward, face- planting onto the floor.

Ruby hurried over to check on her. Lauren lifted her head, her face a mask of agony, blood streaming from her nose.

Poor Lauren.

Dorian's car had just pulled up outside the building when Josefina pushed the door open, ready to step out. A crowd swarmed around her.

"Ms. Josefina, consider partnering with our firm. We're ready to give up a percentage in profit."

"A percentage point to talk to Ms. Josefina? Scram to the side, buddy. I'm willing to offer up two points."

"Me too, and I'll go three points."

look my way. I don't want a dime in profit, just the chance to partner up with

with the crowd pressing closely behind her, each touting their company's

aback. He even recognized

matter. Soon enough, the assistant updated Dorian, who was still in the car, "Ms. Josefina led her team to victory in a competition a few days ago. After being falsely accused by Ruby, she revealed her identity as designer Anya, silencing all

Ruby?

sly smile curled Dorian's

business with the Antonios. The Antonios bullied my sister, and now they want to smear her

"Right away, sir."

who had been surprised by Dorian's personal attention when Josefina returned, finally understood.

...

was packed to the brim. Some attendees had no seats, so they

the head of the table, with Kale at

your trust and support in our company, However, our

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on