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Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 311

Josefina had never met the man before. When she saw him lingering in the doorway, she called out softly, "Are you looking for Doctor Percy?"

The stranger replied, "I'm actually here to see you."

Rising from her seat, Josefina approached the door, with Hattie promptly getting to her feet to follow closely behind. Unable to sit still, Lena followed behind the two, eager to find out what was going on.

The middle-aged man exuded an air of capability that Josefina couldn't ignore. Every move he made, every word he spoke, was suggestive of a mercenary's poise and precision.

"Good day, Ms. Josefina. My boss wishes to speak with you. Please, don't be alarmed. I've heard of your exceptional healing skills and we would be honored if you could attend to a medical matter."

"And how did you come to know of me?" Josefina inquired.

"You just saved a man covered in blood. I happened to be passing by and recognized that it was you who performed the surgery. My boss is staying in a room upstairs. I wonder if you could come over."

After a moment's consideration, Josefina nodded. "Alright."

Turning back, she addressed her mother, "Mom, I'm going to go with this gentleman. The hospital isn't too busy right now, so if there's anything you need to do, you can get on with it."

With that, Josefina departed with the man.

Lena caught a glimpse of the luxury watch on the man's wrist, easily worth a cool twenty grand. An employee wearing a timepiece as costly as that could only mean his employer was loaded.

Hattie watched Josefina leave before seeking out Tori to keep an eye on things. "Tori, look out for Ms. Josefina, will you? I've arranged for two more bodyguards. They should be here by now. We don't know who Josie saved, and I'm worried for her safety."

Tori nodded, confident in Josefina's judgment. If she had decided to help, she had her reasons, and she could take care of herself.

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