Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina quipped, "I've met Jane before, and she never struck me as one for

perfumes. What's up with that today? Did she buy it herself, or was it a gift? Ryan, you need to dig into this, pronto. Could someone be out to get your sister?"

Ryan shuddered at the thought.

"Thanks a ton, Ms. Josefina. I'll get to the bottom of this!"

That someone would dare target his sister was unthinkable. He was determined to uncover the mastermind behind this plot.

Lena, on the other hand, was visibly shaken and scared.

"Take this medication," Josefina instructed, handing him a small bottle. "Jane needs to take one pill three times a day, and make sure she drinks plenty of water."

"Sure thing, thanks, Ms. Josefina. How much do I owe you? I'll transfer the payment right away," Ryan said, overflowing with gratitude.

Josefina had not only diagnosed the problem but provided the cure, and it was only proper for him to settle the bill.

"No need for that," she dismissed. "Jane fell ill under the Harrison family's watch. It's only right that we take care of the treatment." A scandal involving a death at the Harrison residence could spell disaster for their reputation.

The Harrison elders all agreed that Josefina had handled the situation perfectly.

the scandal could tank their

will cover all expenses." Ryan was immensely thankful for the family's state-of-the-art medical facilities. "Thank you, madam, and thank you, Ms. Josefina. But as for the medical expenses, please allow me to take care of them. Ms. Josefina saved my sister's life, and I insist on paying. Madam, I can't thank

the one to pay. The Harrison family will take care of it. Get her to the hospital quickly

in understanding. "Sir, I

Jane, and Nash

managed, everyone breathed a sigh of

having witnessed Josefina's medical prowess, was

outdone yourself," Dorian expressed

blessing for the Harrison family, coming through when they needed

it's all part

and why whethery they were

"Josie's got a point. J.T., you'd

messaged the head of security. He'll handle

heart was like a small boat amidst a tempest, battered by the stormy

light,

Lena's pallor

You look terrified What

what's got