Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 4

These folks were spewing trash talk like it was nobody's business, and the Antonio clan didn't even bat an eye. It looked like Miss Josefina got it pretty rough in that household.

Ryan clapped back, clearly not having any of it. "Don't get too comfy on your high horse. The tables turn, you know! Who are you to look down on anyone? Miss Josefina is top-tier, way above your pay grade to be gossiping about!"-

Josefina was touched – she hadn't expected Ryan to stand up for her. She studied the servants with a cool gaze, and her lips curled into a sly grin. "Maybe you lot should start wondering how much longer you'll be cashing checks from Billy. He’s about to hit rock bottom – think he's got the dough to keep you on the payroll?"

Ryan raised an eyebrow. He liked the way Miss Josefina talked.

"Wow, going bankrupt, huh?"

A servant was ticked off and stepped up to argue, but Ryan gave him a look that could cut glass. "Make way for Miss Josefina, chop chop!"

Ryan whipped out his keys, started the pedicab, and zoomed off with Josefina, leaving a cloud of dust for the servants to choke on.

What the heck? Was the Antonio family going under?

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The pedicab hummed along the asphalt for a bit before coming to a halt. Ryan turned around, all politeness and bowing. "Miss Josefina, would you mind stepping off? Once the car's fixed, I'll drive you home in it."

Josefina hopped out, and Ryan was busily Venmo-ing the pedicab owner. However, when Josefina saw the car Ryan was talking about, she was gobsmacked.

Wasn't that a Rolls Royce? And not just any, but a one-of-a-kind custom job. Even the license plate was rolling in eights. If Ryan showed up at the Antonio's in this baby, their jaws would hit the floor so hard and they'd probably hit her biological parents up for back child support.

'Man, I'd kill to see Lauren and Ruby's faces when they find out.' This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Unaware of Josefina's internal monologue, Ryan was all smiles, thanking the pedicab driver, "Appreciate the help, and for lending me the pedicab."

"No problem at all."

The mechanic knew the deal – anyone driving a Rolls with a license plate full of eights was big-time. Top of the pyramid big-time.

After receiving the pedicab keys, the mechanic watched as Ryan whisked Josefina away, then posted a snap to his socials.

Caption: [Rich people's world – pure opulence!]

The picture he posted showed the repair shop, plus a blurry shot of Josefina getting into the car.

Billy scrolled past that very post. He'd also had his car fixed there and added the mechanic as a friend for convenient repairs.

Meanwhile, a servant reported, "Madam, Josefina didn't take any valuables when she left. All her things, even her clothes, are still here."

Lauren scoffed, "That's more like it. If she dared take anything from this house, I'd have her arrested so fast! Toss out all the clothes she's worn – can't stand the sight of them!"

"Will do," said the servant.

Once the help was gone, Billy showed Lauren his phone. "Lauren, isn't that Josie? And that's no rickshaw driver – that's a Rolls Royce chauffeur!"

Lauren snorted, "Impossible! How could Josefina be some rich girl riding in a luxury car? It must be someone wearing the same outfit."

Ruby chimed in, "What a coincidence."

Ruby was feeling a bit sour inside.

Lauren laughed coldly. "Unless, of course, she's the daughter of the richest man around!"

At that moment, Josefina also learned about her parents' true identity, and once again, she was stunned.

Was she the daughter of the wealthiest family?!