Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 76

At this moment, Oliver was like a wild beast, his gaze fixed on the prey he had long coveted, ready to pounce at any second!

He looked out the window. Night had already devoured the city. The glowing tip of his cigarette ebbed and flowed with each breath, his chiseled profile cast in shadow, betraying his murderous intent.

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When Josefina arrived at the office, Jaxon followed her in. Jaxon's eyes were sharp as he watched Josefina. He sat in his chair, just watching her.

Josefina loathed that look. It was nauseating. She sat down, her stunning face clouded with displeasure. "What do you want, Jaxon?"

Jaxon's voice was laced with threat as he addressed her, "Ms. Josefina, I know who's backing you. Given that, shouldn't we just team up? Wouldn't working together be so much better?"

Josefina was puzzled. Jaxon knew who her backer was, then shouldn't he be a bit more courteous?

Curious, she inquired, "And who might that be?"

Jaxon pulled out his phone and placed it in front of Josefina, displaying a photo of Ryan opening a car door for her the previous day.

Josefina was at a loss. So what?

"You think this guy is my sugar daddy??" She feigned shock.

Jaxon's smirk was sinister. "Josefina, you think you can fool me? That man's old enough to be your father. If he can take care of you, why can't I?"

Josefina felt insulted!

Damn it. She had not expected Jaxon to harbor such filthy thoughts!

Her icy glare was classic ice queen material. "Jaxon, your mind is filthy, and that's all you see! Who says he's my sugar daddy? Do I look like I need one? I am my own patron!"

Josefina, Jaxon, and Alex headed to the fabric factory. The main agenda was to inspect the site. If it didn't meet standards, Josefina would cut ties.

Her phone rang. It was Oliver. "I can't have lunch with you today. I'm inspecting a factory."

"Which one?"

"Good Fortune Fabrics. Let's have dinner together later."

"Alright."

Josefina hung up as the car continued its journey.

Jaxon's eyes gleamed with cunning, but his head was bowed, hiding his expression from view. Once at Good Fortune Fabrics, he planned to strip Josefina of her facade.