Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 203

Oliver sat in his car, parked along the curb outside the towering glass facade of Josie Corporation.

George entered the vehicle, a sheepish expression on his face. "Mr. Oliver, Ms. Josefina left work quite some time ago. In fact, I heard she clocked out an hour early today."

A grin spread across Oliver's face, sending a shiver down George's spine. From the driver's seat, he spoke with caution, "Mr. Oliver, Ms. Josefina’s a delicate flower, easily spooked, you know. She probably just got shy. Don't worry, tomorrow you'll be back to being the closest of sweethearts."

Leaning back, Oliver gazed through the sunroof at the starry sky, his brow furrowing.

"George, given your take on Josie, what do you reckon she's into?"

George blurted out without thinking, "Money."

Oliver raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You seem to know quite a bit about my Josie."

George felt like he'd stepped on a landmine, hastily explaining, "It's not that I know Ms. Josefina personally. I'm just calling it as I see it. She's working over the summer break and is clearly looking to earn some cash. Even the generous allowance from the Harrisons isn’t denting her determination to make her own money."

Lost in thought, Oliver mused, "Josie likes money, then I'll just have to shower her with it."

George was silent, convinced Ms. Josefina wouldn't be interested in a few sacks of cash from Oliver.

"Check with our subsidiaries for a business that could collaborate with Josie’s company. Whatever kind of partner she needs, make it happen."

George could hardly respond. Was this Oliver's way of funneling money into Ms. Josefina’s pockets?

Without missing a beat, George said, "Mr. Oliver, we do have a couple of fashion outlets under our wing, freshly acquired this month. We could facilitate a partnership with Ms. Josefina. We'll take the bare minimum profit to keep things ticking over. All the earnings can go to Ms. Josefina."

Oliver frowned in displeasure. "What? You think I'm broke?"

George's laugh was strangled and awkward. "Mr. Oliver, if you're broke, then the world's fresh out of wealthy folk."