Josefina was the epitome of calm, a coy smile playing on her lips as she teased, "If you're so keen on seeing him, why don't you go find him yourself?"
Lena's forced smile instantly crumbled, "Josie, I'm just looking out for you. Why are you coming at me with claws out?"
"All I'm saying is the truth. I've got nothing going on with Oliver. Why should I return with him? It's not like he's one of the family."
Josefina's words were unapologetically blunt, silencing Lena completely. With a silent chuckle, Josefina parked the car, took the elevator straight from the garage to the living room.
Thank heavens for the elevator in the Harrison's sprawling mansion. It saved quite a bit of hassle.
As Josefina stepped into the living room, Regina appeared, bearing a plate of artistically arranged fruit, her face beaming with a smile. But upon seeing Josefina, that smile retracted slightly.
Regina had been expecting Lena, not Josefina. Her face soured, as if she'd swallowed a fly.
"What's the matter? Not thrilled to see me?" Josefina eyed her with a hint of challenge.
Regina had never seen anyone call out an awkward moment so bluntly. Country bumpkins just don't know the first thing about etiquette—not like Lena.
Still, well aware of her place, Regina responded with a put-on humility, "Miss, you're mistaken. Why wouldn't I be happy? We're all delighted you're back."
Josefina eyed the fruit platter, "Is that for me?"
"Yes, I prepared it especially for you."
With a broad smile, Josefina accepted it, "Well, since you went to the trouble, I'll be sure to enjoy it." She set the fruit platter on the table and began to eat.
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