Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Rowan bellowed, "I'm going, it's my birthday bash!"

Brandon snapped, slapping Rowan across the shoulder. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Keep it up, and I swear I'll slap you silly." Brandon was fuming, fed up with the constant chaos at home.

With a commanding tone, he ordered, "Rowan, park yourself right here. If I need you downstairs, I'll call for you. The guests aren't even all here yet. Oliver hasn't shown up. What's the rush? You'll get your moment in the spotlight."

Brandon's mind was elsewhere, pondering when Josefina would arrive. He couldn't let Josefina catch another glimpse of Rowan's ridiculous antics.

She hadn't even officially joined the family yet. What if Josie got cold feet?

Brandon had dreams of bouncing great-grandkids on his knee, and he wasn't about to let Rowan ruin that. He shot a stern look at Sydney. "Keep an eye on him. If you can't manage that, you're out of the Baldwin family."

Sydney jumped, well aware that Brandon meant every word. Despite her anger, she bowed to the wealth before her.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Bennett walked in, no stranger to the scene of Brandon dressing down Rowan. "Sir, Mr. Oliver has arrived."

Brandon's face lit up with joy. Oliver's arrival meant Josie would be there too. He strode to the entrance, instructing the security, "I don't care how you do it, but keep those two from leaving the house. If they sneak out, it's on you."

The guards nodded vigorously, packing heat just to keep Rowan in line. They even brought sedatives, ready to knock Rowan out with a shot if he started acting out.

The Harrisons, along with Sylvie, Nola, and Alma's families, arrived at the venue. Only then did they realize

why Oliver had invited them specifically; apparently, it was to

show support for Josefina

Lena, clad in a meticulously chosen evening gown, attended the event, sticking close to Hattie to make her presence felt. Her mind buzzed when she witnessed the unfolding scene.

The room went silent as Josefina, arm-in-arm with Oliver, made her entrance. Josefina was stunning, and her dress was just as breathtaking. Standing alongside Oliver, they looked the perfect pair. Josefina, under the gaze of all, didn't flinch. She was poised and confident.

Brandon's face was a mask of smiles. "Oliver, Josie, you've arrived."

He chuckled warmly, "Josie, my dear, you look radiant tonight. Oliver, you've got quite the eye."

Josefina blushed, politely responding, "Grandpa Brandon, I'm going to find my parents. Enjoy your chat."

She moved towards Hattie, her

makeup flawless, pure and striking.

Hattie took Josefina's hand, her eyes filled with tender love and pride. "Josie, you're truly beautiful today, absolutely stunning."

Garrett chimed in with praise, "My girl's always the prettiest in the room."

Josefina's smile was sweet and endearing.

Grandpa Robert too admired

Josefina, growing fonder of her by the minute. As Josefina stood

beside Hattie, a persistent stare from above caught her attention. She furrowed her brows and looked up locking eyes with an intense gaze.