Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the question. "Family? Miss Shay, do you really think I have that kind of clout with Oliver? That he'd take my word as command?" Josefina wanted nothing more than to kick Shay out on her ear. Family, indeed. Was Shay really oblivious to how Sydney treated Oliver's mom?

And how Rowan and Sydney dealt with Oliver-was Shay truly in the dark?

Josefina's eyes sparkled with amusement as she continued, "I'm sorry, Miss Shay, but that's a favor I can't grant. You know Oliver's temper. I can't boss him around."

Shay was taken aback. This didn't match the intel she had. "Josefina, isn't Oliver like putty in your hands? Surely he'll listen to you."

Josefinafeigned innocence, her eyes wide. "That's just not possible. I hardly have a say when it comes to Oliver. He calls the shots, not me."

Shay eyed Josie skeptically, sensing that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Just then, Kale knocked and entered. "Ms. Josefina, the meeting is about to start."

Josefina nodded, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Once Kale left and closed the door behind him, Josefina turned to Shay. "I'm sorry, but I really can't help with persuading Oliver. I've got a meeting to attend."

Shay smiled and nodded, "No worries. Oh, and this is a little something for you. I hope you'll accept it."

Josefina stood up, her smile unwavering. "No reward without service, Miss Shay. Please, keep it." She watched as Shay left, with a bag in hand.

...

Meanwhile, Oliver was running a meeting in the boardroom, and the tension was palpable. Nobody dared breathe too loudly.

"This is the best you can come up with?" Oliver's voice boomed. "Frankly, this is nothing short of garbage."

The chill in the room intensified as

nobody dared to make a sound.

Then, unexpectedly, a ringtone filled the air. The department heads exchanged nervous glances, wondering who dared to let their phone ring in Mr. Oliver's sacred space.

As tension mounted, Oliver's voice cut through the silence. "Josie." His tone, suddenly tender and

wel

affectionate, left the room in shock. Could this be the same Mr Oliver?

They were unaware that the caller was none other than Josefina.

After seeing Shay off, Josefina called Oliver to inform him of the situation truthfully, to prevent Shay from causing any trouble.

His eyes warmed as he listened to her. "Josie, you're worried about me," he said softly.

He got up phone in hand, seeking

privacy to continue theirNôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

conversation. Settling into his office chair, Oliver relaxed. "Don't worry, Josie. I don't trust what others say. I only trust you."

His voice was affectionate, a familiar sound that warmed Josefina's heart. "I'll tell Shay to leave you be. She won't bother you again," Oliver promised firmly.

"It's okay," Josefina assured him. "I can handle her visits."

"Josie, how about dinner tonight?" he asked with a hint of hope in his voice.

She declined, "I've got things to handle tonight. Maybe another time."

Josefina hung up, and Oliver didn't press further. If Josie was busy, they could dine together another time.

With a switch of his demeanor, Oliver dialed another number, his gaze turning frosty.