Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 140

Josefina donned an emerald green long-sleeve blouse paired with sleek black slacks that accentuated her slender waist, striding with elegance.

The butler in the kitchen, spotting her approach, promptly directed the staff to serve breakfast.

"Have some breakfast first. Whatever questions you've got, I'm here to clear them up," Oliver offered.

Upon waking, Josefina had discovered a message exchange with Hattie that she hadn't sent herself. She sat down to a breakfast that was nothing short of a feast.

Josefina gaped at the table laden with morning fare. "Oliver, this is too much. The two of us couldn't possibly finish all this."

Oliver chuckled, "It's alright if we don't finish. What matters is having what you enjoy."

Back at the Harrison household, Josefina was doted on just the same. Here with Oliver, he was determined to spoil her even more.

With a rumbling stomach, Josefina tucked into a hearty breakfast. Oliver joined in, eating a bit himself, delighted to see Josefina enjoying the meal he had provided.

Once sated, Josefina was ready to settle scores with Oliver. "Why did you reply to messages on my phone? And even sent one I knew nothing about?"

"Last night, you had one too many. I thought you wouldn't want your folks worrying, so I took the liberty of replying on your behalf."

Josefina paused, realizing Oliver's thoughtfulness was right in line with her own. A drunken return would have surely sparked concern at home.

"Let's go. I'll drive you to work." Oliver rose, and Josefina grabbed her purse to head out.

Side by side, their silhouettes alone spoke of a perfect match. The butler, watching them, couldn't help but envy, "She’s a lucky lady, to have caught Oliver's fancy."

"And I envy Oliver for having such a stunning lady on his arm."

They shared a knowing smile and began clearing the table.

...

Back in her office, Josefina received a familiar call.

With joyful tones, she answered, "Grandpa Devon, how come you have time to call me?" Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Josie, I heard you went home to reconnect with the family? Are they treating you well? Like Billy did? If so, better you leave that home. Those people aren't worth it; you don't need to waste your energy on them."

Josefina knew Devon cared for her and gently clarified, "They've been good to me, a thousand times better than the Antonios."

"That's a relief. As long as you're happy. When are you coming back to take over my empire? My businesses are nearly growing cobwebs while I'm itching to travel the world."

The mention of inheritance made Josefina's head spin. They all wanted her to take over their legacies, and she was spread too thin.

"Grandpa, I'm currently working at the company our family set me up with. School's starting too, so I'm really strapped for time."

Devon lamented, "Josie, when you're free, I've got to be the first you think of. Judson might've taught you medicine, but I taught you painting, didn't I? Painting's way simpler than healing folks – any place can be your canvas as long as you're willing."

"Grandpa, did you take the medicine I sent you?"

"Sure did, every bit. Thanks to your prescriptions, I've got a few more good years."

"Take care of yourself, Grandpa."

"Will do. I haven't yet seen you married with kids; can't kick the bucket so soon. I'll be in Westwood soon for an art show. Join me, will you?"

"Sure."

With Josefina's agreement, Devon couldn't have been happier.

After the call, Josefina booted up her computer.

Kale knocked on the door and entered. "Ms. Josefina, you have a visitor."

Who could it be?