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?

Alex became the hotshot designer everyone was talking about, and now he was the target of headhunters, each one trying to lure him away.

Frustrated, Alex sought out Josefina. "Ms. Josefina, I'm thinking of changing my number. I'll shoot you a text later so you'll have the new one," he said.

Josefina paused before replying, "You don't need a new 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 bowed deeply, his gratitude genuine.

"Alex, cut the formality. I'm the CEO, and you're the designer. It's your talent that's seen you through, and you've done brilliantly."

Alex chuckled sheepishly, still convinced that his success was due to Josefina's nurturing hand. "Ms. Josefina, I've drafted a few new designs at home. Take a look?" Energized, Alex had spent a sleepless night sketching.

Josefina examined the designs carefully, offering her insights.

Alex took over and incorporated Josefina's input, making the design even more full-bodied. He was very excited. "Ms. Josefina, you're just amazing. I'll go make these changes and send you the updated versions."

With a bounce in his step, Alex hurried out.

After Luke woke up, he didn't have any useful clues. Moreover, the doctor who knew the truth had also died, and the trail went cold once again. Josefina sat in her chair, piecing together the past events. All clues pointed to someone deliberately mixing up the three babies.

Was it an enemy of the Harrison family?

Josefina was stumped when her phone rang. It's an unknown number. She answered, not wanting to miss any information.

It was Ruby's voice, "Josefina, are you trying to ruin me completely?"

Josefina couldn't help but laugh, "Ruby, do you even hear yourself? Do you still not see your fault and blame me instead? Have you lost your sense of right and wrong along with your mind?"

"You left that design draft on purpose, didn't you? To set me up!"

"I left it because your family, the Antonios, wouldn't let me take anything with me. Have you forgotten?"

"Even so, you're making me pay for it. My family took you in for eighteen years, Josefina. How can you stand by and watch our parents worry over this mess?" Ruby's accusation rang but. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.