Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 761

Josefina was fuming, and Oliver's tone shifted, trying to calm her down. "Josie, could you please send it back? I really don't want it hanging around in your room."

"Oliver, it's just a robot. You're blowing this way out of proportion!" Josefina huffed and ended the call.

Muttering to herself, she grumbled, "Oliver's always making a big fuss over nothing!"

Echoing her thoughts, Robot #1 chimed in, "Master, you're spot on. This man is indeed blowing things out of proportion. Might I suggest you find a new boyfriend?"

Josefina was taken aback. "Excuse me?!"

"How do you know he's my boyfriend?" she questioned.

Robot #1 replied, "The way he looks at you is quite telling. In my database, that's labeled as 'creepy.'"

Josefina was puzzled. "Really?"

"What makes you think that? His look seemed perfectly normal to me," she said, starting to doubt Robot #1's judgment.

With its mechanical voice, Robot #1 insisted, "My sensors are flawless."

"Alright, just go find a quiet spot and stay there for now."

"As you wish, Master." Robot #1 obediently headed out to the garden, a tranquil escape.

As night fell, Oliver sneaked over the wall to visit.

Strolling through the garden, he spotted Robot #1 and approached it.

"Aren't you supposed to be watching over Josie? What are you doing out here?" Oliver whispered.

Robot #1 responded, "Master told me to find a quiet spot, thanks to you."

Having Oliver's facial data on file, Robot #1 recognized him.

Oliver whispered back, "I know a place even quieter. Want me to show you?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

And just like that, Oliver led Robot #1 away.

She keyed in the password and walked right in.

Oliver was in the middle of a workout, his abs and V-line on full display.

Shirtless, his well-defined muscles were hard to ignore.

"Oliver, where's Robot #1? Did you take it?" she demanded.

Oliver turned around, pulling off his boxing gloves.

"What makes you think I'd do that?" Oliver asked with a grin, stepping closer to Josefina.

Sweat trickled from his forehead down to his collarbone, creating an almost electric tension.

Josefina quickly averted her gaze, trying to keep herself in check.

"Oliver, is Robot #1 here with you? Where is it?" Her tone was more of an accusation than a question.

She was convinced Oliver had taken Robot #1!