Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

The boat nudged against the dock, and Oliver leaped onto the solid ground. Josefina emerged from inside, and Oliver, out of politeness, extended a hand cloaked in his trench coat.

Without a word, Josefina hopped down gracefully and stood firmly beside Oliver, her movements sharp and assured.

Oliver withdrew his hand, saying nothing, and started walking forward. Josefina followed at an easy pace. They reached the cleared plot of land together, and without any fuss, Josefina opened her case, took out her tools, and began to sample and test the soil.

Asher whispered to Oliver, "Sir, I don't recall ever hearing about Hayden's daughter being skilled in this stuff."

Harry chimed in, "About Hayden's daughter, some say she's a knockout, and others say she's just plain Jane. With such conflicting descriptions of her looks, I'm betting Hayden's got more than one daughter."

Asher raised an eyebrow, "That's quite the theory."

Oliver's eyes narrowed, his voice deep, "She might be wearing a prosthetic mask."

this revelation, both Harry and Asher were

wonder he's got enemies. His daughter masking her true face makes sense. Sir, you're

glanced at Harry who just smirked, pleased with himself. This wasn't just brown-nosing. Mr. Oliver's guess seemed

her about it. He approached Josefina and crouched beside her. "Need a

you." Josefina declined

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good for cultivation. It'll need a special nutrient solution,

herbs in Westwood? With that thought, a smile crept

the lips of the

look like that. It seemed

why she would have such an expression. When Josefina looked up and met Oliver's scrutinizing gaze, she was startled and her smile vanished in an

was quite startled. Her face had changed expressions