Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 485

Luke's pace was lightning fast. By noon, Josefina's phone buzzed with his call.

"Got news for me?" Josefina asked, anticipation tinging her voice.

Luke's voice wavered slightly, betraying his discomfort. "Boss, I've got good news and bad news. Which one do you wanna hear first?"

Josefina paused, mentally preparing herself. "Hit me with the good news," she said, bracing for impact.

"The good news is, I found Paula. Drove non-stop for four hours to get to her place. She confirmed it herself—Lena pushed Emily down the stairs."

Excitement surged through Josefina, quickly dampened by the looming bad news.

"And the bad news?"

"The bad news is... Paula's dead."

Silence hung heavy in the air.

Luke hurried to explain, "By the time I got there, she was already gone. Heard she'd been in bad shape, then took a sudden turn for the worse. I recorded her, but she was barely coherent. This recording won't hold up in court, and Lena can easily deny it. If only I'd gotten there sooner..."

Josefina's spirits plummeted. "Luke, it's not your fault. I missed this; I gave Lena the opening she needed."

She had believed Lena had covered all her tracks, not accounting for a loose end.

"Boss, you can't put this on yourself. With everything you handle daily, some things slip through. Lena just got lucky, plain and simple. She's got quite the network backing her."

"That network is exactly why I need to know who's working with her."

"Let's dig deeper into the Harrison family's staff records," Josefina continued. "Check everyone who's left and still there. I don't want to miss anything."

...

The moment Lena's phone lit up with the message, she sprang from her bed, a bundle of nerves. She locked her door, drew the curtains, and with her own burner phone in hand, barricaded herself in the bathroom.

"I thought you said Paula was taken care of? How did her recording get out? I sent it to you, listen to it. What do I do? This person's using the recording to blackmail me for ten million."

There was silence on the other end as they listened to the recording. Then, in a calm, unhurried tone, they replied, "Why the panic? Paula's dead, and dead men tell no tales. What have you got to fear? Even if the recording ends up in the hands of the Harrisons, they can't touch you."

"But what if this person has more evidence?" Lena's voice quivered with anxiety.

After a brief pause, the voice on the other line spoke again, "Let's see what they're after. If it's money they want, let's see if they live long enough to spend it."

They continued, "We'll wait and see if they can produce anything else. If they can't, you don't have to worry about a thing."