"Wait, wasn't she the one who was mad? How did this turn into Oliver wanting to get hitched?"
How on earth did things take such a turn?
"Oliver, I was trying to say..."
"Josie, what is it? Are we talking about tying the knot?"
Josefina, "..."
"Oliver, have you lost your mind? Getting married now is way too soon. Let's not rush into this, we can talk about marriage later."
Josefina pulled her hand away, as her stomach growled loudly.
Josefina wanted to leave, but her stomach had other plans.
Josefina: "..."
Oliver, noticing Josefina's discomfort, took her hand and led her to the dining area.
"Josie, take a seat. Let's grab a bite, and we can talk over the meal."
On the table were pancakes, scrambled eggs with bacon, some hash browns, and there was coffee, milk, and juice for drinks.
Josefina picked up a pancake, and Oliver, ever so thoughtful, poured her a glass of milk.
...
After finishing her meal, Josefina wiped her hands with a wet napkin and checked her phone for messages.
The most alarming message popped up: "Boss, we've got trouble. Someone sent a package to Dorian with information about you, and it seems like there's a photo of you in a shooting."
Josefina furrowed her brows in annoyance. Some people just never give up.
It seemed they had found out about her identity, that she was Ms. Josefina from the Harrison family.
Josefina put her phone back in her bag, "I need to head home for a bit."
Oliver: "I'll drive you."
In the car, Josefina sat in the passenger seat, her brows knitted in worry, clearly troubled by something.
"Josie, what's going on?"


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