Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 132

The buzz was electric as the pre-sale opened, revealing clothing collections that dazzled the eye and sparked intense discussion. The inventory didn't last long. In no time at all, it was sold out.

Oliver dialed Josefina's number, his voice warm through the line, "Congratulations."

Josefina gazed at the impressive figures on her screen and replied with a satisfied smile, "Thanks."

"Dinner tonight to celebrate?"

She hesitated, "I've got plans with the team tonight. We're holding a dinner to celebrate our success. Let's do it another time. I'll treat you."

"Where's the party?"

"Gourmet Galaxy," she answered.

Oliver chuckled, "Sounds good."

After hanging up, Oliver quickly called Gourmet Galaxy, making sure to set up a few special arrangements.

The manager, ever respectful, assured Oliver that everything would be taken care of to his specifications.

The moment he ended the call, his phone buzzed again—this time, it was a video call from his buddy Finley. On the screen was a face that defied gender norms, grinning mischievously. "Oliver, you're smiling like you're in love or something," Finley teased.

"Coming back soon?" Oliver deftly changed the subject.

Finley nodded, "A few days. And I'm not coming alone."

Oliver hummed in response, but Finley's smile grew more pronounced, "Don't you want to know who it is?"

"If it doesn't concern me, I don't want to hear about it," Oliver's reply was crisp.

"The thing is, it does concern you. Shay has been trying to reach you, and you've been ignoring her calls."

Oliver frowned, "What's it to me?"

Finley paused, taken aback, "Oliver, why are you still so cold to her?"

"What do I have to do with her? Why should I be anything but cold? Finley, are you my friend or hers?"

Finley was speechless, and Oliver, without further ado, hung up the call. When Finley tried to reach out again, he found himself blocked.

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Kale entered Josefina's office with the sales data, "Ms. Josefina, the response to your designs has been phenomenal. We've exceeded our expectations."

Josefina was calm, unfazed by the success. She had full confidence in her work.

"Keep an eye on the production schedule and take Alex through the ropes," she instructed.

"Absolutely, Ms. Josefina. You can count on me to ensure there are no hiccups," Kale assured her.

Josefina smiled. Kale's competence was something she never doubted.

"Kale, I've booked us a table at Gourmet Galaxy for tonight. Let's celebrate with the office team."

"Thank you, Ms. Josefina. I'll let everyone know right away."

When Kale shared the news, the office erupted with surprise and anticipation.

"Gourmet Galaxy, really? Isn't that place super expensive?"

"Even if you've got money, it's not easy to get in."

"I heard there's even a membership fee. Without a reservation, you can't even get a table."

"Ms. Josefina is so good to us. This beats any outing we had with Jaxon."

"Jaxon was such a miser compared to Ms. Josefina's generosity."

"Ms. Josefina's skills are unmatched. She navigated us through the crisis like a pro."

The anticipation was palpable as everyone prepared for the evening, touching up makeup and fixing hairdos, all in readiness for the gourmet experience.

After work, the group arrived at Gourmet Galaxy, where they were greeted by the manager himself.

"Ms. Josefina, your table is in the private suite number 888. Please, allow me to escort you."

Josefina gave the manager a curious glance—she hadn't expected the prime suite.

As they entered and took in the lavish surroundings, everyone was struck with awe.