Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 756

Oliver made his way to Josefina just in time, moving with precision and urgency.

Catching Oliver's eye, Josefina spoke, a hint of annoyance in her voice, “I'll take the person, and you can have The Moon. Deal?”

“How exactly are you going to give it to me?” The Bull asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and doubt.

“It’s right here in my bag, The Moon. Don’t believe me? I can show you,” Josefina replied confidently.

The Bull ordered, “Hand over the bag, but open it up first. And no tricks.”

Josefina clutched her backpack, unzipping it but keeping its contents hidden. She turned to Oliver and said, “Step back a bit. I don’t want them coming after you.”

Oliver took a few steps back as Josefina opened the bag, aiming it towards The Bull and his crew.

With a swift motion, she tossed the bag, and a cloud of white smoke burst out like fireworks, quickly filling the area.

“Time to go,” Oliver said, grabbing Josefina’s hand.

They dashed out, leaving The Bull and his men struggling to regain their bearings in the smoke.

Outside, they encountered hitmen who had been alerted to their escape.

Josefina lifted her right hand, unleashing a shower of silver needles.

Oliver, armed with a rifle, fired a shot that hit a hitman squarely between the eyes, dropping him instantly.

By now, The Bull and his gang had managed to get out.

“We need one alive! We’re going to catch Fiona and make her pay!” The Bull shouted, just as Oliver fired another shot.

The Bull narrowly dodged, the bullet grazing his temple.

“Josie, fall back, I’ve got you covered,” Oliver called out, providing covering fire as Josefina retreated to her motorcycle.

“Take him down!” The Bull yelled, realizing he’d been played.

When they finally stopped, Oliver kept watch as Josefina demanded, “What do you want with The Moon?”

The Bull, gasping for air, struggled to respond.

Seeing his hesitation, Josefina warned, “If you won’t talk, it’s back on the bike.”

“I’ll talk, I’ll tell you everything,” The Bull conceded.

He confessed, “Someone hired us to get The Moon from you. Plus, I had a personal vendetta, wanted to teach you a lesson.”

“Who is it? Give me their contact. I’ll deal with them myself.”

The Moon project was top-secret, known to only a few.

If someone knew about The Moon experiment, it had to be someone close.