Brandon couldn't help but chuckle. "Rhody, I've always said you've got an eye for these things. Spot on, my friend. There's Oliver's future wife."
Josefina just stared blankly. "I'm not—"
"Not yet, but give it time," Rhody quipped with a mischievous grin.
Josefina sighed.
"Grandpa Brandon, Mr. Rhody, I've got some business at the company. I'll have to catch up with you later," she said swiftly, grabbing her purse and almost running out the door, shooting a text to her friend to meet up somewhere else.
Brandon turned to Bennett. "Hey, Bennett, hustle up and get the young madam her smoothie. Josie can't get enough of that stuff."
"Right away," Bennett replied.
Bennett took the freshly prepared smoothie and handed them off to a bodyguard to deliver. It wasn't that Bennett couldn't deliver them himself. It's just that the bodyguard was a more cost-effective choice. His old limbs couldn't keep up with the young madam's pace.
...
Clutching two cups of smoothie, Josefina arrived at another café.
After waiting for ten minutes, Livia made her entrance. Her long hair flowed down her back, and she was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, flaunting legs that were both slender and statuesque. Her appearance turned heads throughout the café, with the few other patrons glancing over.
Rushing to Josefina, Livia exclaimed, "Josie, it's been ages!"
"Livia, you're being dramatic. It's only been a month," Josefina laughed.
"Josie, a day apart feels like an eternity. I've missed you every single day," Livia said as she hugged Josefina tightly.
Gently pushing her away, Josefina smiled, "Where's the stuff I asked for?"
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