Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 8

Bennett was fuming, "Sure, Mr. Robert was feeling blue because Mr. Oliver is single, and there ain't no great-grandkids to bounce on his knee, but he ain’t so frail to be knocked out cold just because of that. It’s your half-baked medical skills, Dr. Kyler—you’re the one who's got it in for Mr. Robert!”

Josefina crossed her arms, her eyes twinkling with mocking laughter. “The patient’s out like a light, and you don't even know the ABCs of first aid. A doc like you in the hospital—it’s a bad omen.”

Sam frowned and said, “The kid’s got a point, Ellory. Is the bar really that low for hiring at your hospital?”

Sam was really rooting for Josefina—she was so young yet impressive, never too proud or too humble. She was one heck of a talent in the medical field. She had even got the Phoenix Touch technique up her sleeve. That was some serious pedigree!

Sam tagged along because he wanted to see what the fuss was all about.

Ellory was mortified and glared hard at Dr. Kyler. “My reputation is in the mud because of you!” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Dr. Kyler felt like crying but had no tears. “Uncle Ellory, I…”

“Don't you call me uncle. From today on, you're no longer a doctor at our hospital!”

Dr. Kyler was just dumbstruck, shell-shocked. Her medical career had hit a dead end.

She wanted to argue her case, but Ellory gave her a fierce warning, “Say one more word, and you’ll see what’s coming to you!”

If she wasn't his niece, he wouldn't have lifted a finger to help her! Well, that backfired—he shot himself in the foot!

She was fired from the hospital, and with the Baldwin family involved, there wasn’t a hospital around that would dare hire her.

Dr. Kyler's eyes were vacant as she walked away like a zombie.

…

The room went quiet. With a look from Oliver, his assistant presented a check with both hands. “This is a small token from Oliver. Please accept it.”

Josefina glanced at the check and was momentarily taken aback but kept her cool as usual. 'Holy smokes, all those zeros! The world of the wealthy sure is lavish—they go big or go home.'

Josefina took the check without any fuss. Treating a patient and getting paid was all in a day's work —there was no need for modesty.

Oliver’s dark eyes rested on Josefina. “Thanks for saving my grandpa. May I have your name?”

“Josefina.”

Sam was lost in thought. The more he looked at Josefina, the more he wanted to know who she really was.

Josefina didn't expect Sam to even know about the Phoenix Touch.

Oliver also caught Sam's words, and his curiosity about Josefina's identity was piqued.

Just then, a nurse came in and announced, “Brandon’s awake.”

Oliver watched Josefina with dark eyes. “Ms. Josefina, could you please check on my grandpa again?” At this point, Oliver only trusted Josefina’s medical expertise.

Ellory scratched his nose awkwardly but got where Oliver was coming from. If it was the big boss’ call, he had no room to argue, did he?

“Oliver’s right. Ms. Josefina, we’d be grateful if you could have another look at Brandon,” Ellory said, hiding his awkwardness with a smile.

Sam stayed silent because he wanted to see Josefina’s acupuncture technique again.

Josefina pondered for a moment, “I’ll go have a look.” She had saved Brandon, and she had to finish what she started. Plus, she'd pocketed a cool hundred million, so she wasn’t about to throw in the towel halfway.

Josefina walked into the ward with Oliver, and the awoken Brandon, surprised and delighted, exclaimed, “My granddaughter-in-law, you finally made it.”

Josefina??

What was the deal here?