Josefina caught a glimpse of Hattie's jittery expression and decided to play it cool, flashing a smile and saying, "You're the picture of health! Actually, your body's clocking in younger than your actual age. You've been taking good care of yourself."
Truth be told, Hattie had toxins in her system, the same toxins Josefina's grandma had. Josefina hadn't seen it coming. This person was out to harm not just Grandma but also the other members of the Harrison family.
It left Josefina wondering if Lena had this poison in her, too.
It wasn't that Josefina wanted to doubt Lena, but come on, being a doctor and all, was she totally clueless about Granny and the family's condition?
It looked like it was time to give the Harrison household staff and security a thorough once-over.
Hattie was over the moon with the compliment, beaming, "Josie, thanks for the sweet talk. I gotta step up her game and keep looking after herself. I need to spend more time with my darling daughter."
Josefina just gave a slight smile and kept on eating.
After breakfast, Josefina waved off Hattie and Garrett's offer to hang out as she was planning to hit the road solo. She still had to check if the lab gear was all in order.
Hattie whipped out her phone, and soon enough, Josefina heard the sweet melody of a whopping million-dollar notification on PayPal.
Josefina thought she misheard.
With a loving air, Hattie told her, "Josie, since you wanna go out alone, I sent you some pocket change. Treat yourself to whatever you fancy."
A million dollars for pocket change? Josefina was shocked.
Garrett was quick to follow suit, also sending over a cool million. "Josie, this is just a little something from me. Keep it for spending money."
The secretary was on pins and needles, worried Oliver might blow his top. He was also quite taken aback – who in Westwood would turn down a gift from Oliver? Ms. Josefina was truly one of a kind.
Oliver's lips curved slightly, his voice deep and magnetic. "Tell the Harrison family's secretary to take the check to Mr. Robert."
At a red light, the secretary blurted out, "Oliver, isn't that Ms. Josefina? You two must be fated."
Oliver turned his head, his dark eyes falling on the girl outside. She was in grey sportswear, with her hair up in a bun. She looked refreshing, crisp, stunning, and badass.
Two guys started heading her way, dressed casually, looking like they were up to no good, straight out of a gang or something.
The guy with an earring in his left ear tried to throw his arm around Josefina's shoulder. He was just about to speak when he got flipped over someone's shoulder and slammed hard onto the ground.
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