Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Oliver had received his invitation, too. He picked up the phone and dialed Josefina's number, asking if she'd like to join him at the art exhibit. Josefina had been looking for an excuse to check it out and readily agreed, "Sure, I'll meet you at the entrance."

Oliver sighed dramatically, a touch of coaxing in his voice, "Josie, you're my date. Doesn't it make more sense for us to arrive together?" Playing the sympathy card, he continued, "Josie, are you really not going to give us some sort of status?"

Josefina's cheeks flushed at his teasing. "Fine, pick me up at my office then."

Just as Josefina was about to hang up, Oliver quickly piped up, "I'm downstairs at your building right now. I'll take you to get dressed and styled."

Oliver simply wanted to attend the exhibit in style with Josefina.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Josefina sighed inwardly. Was all this fuss necessary?

But considering it was her mentor's exhibit, dressing up was a sign of respect. She agreed.

When Josefina came downstairs, George, the chauffeur, opened the car door for her, and she slid into the back seat. Next to her, Oliver, dapper in his suit, looked at her with an adoring smile that he couldn't peel away from her.

When he took her hand, Josefina tensed. "Please, let go."

"If I let go, will you let me hold it again?"

Josefina sighed.

At that moment, the privacy partition went up, and George didn't see anything. Yet Josefina couldn't shake the feeling that she and Oliver were about to get into some sort of mischief right there in the car. She pushed Oliver away. "This is your fault."

"Okay, it's all my fault," he said, not letting go of her hand.

They walked into a boutique, and Oliver had the staff bring out a selection of gowns for Josefina to choose from. Five stunning evening dresses were presented, each more exquisite and costly than the last.

One, in particular, stood out. It was an elegant piece, with a high-neck collar and flower patterns adorning the front.

Oliver thought it was perfect for Josefina. Her radiant and robust features would shine in that dress. Well, with such a lovely face, she'd look good in anything.

Once she was dressed and the stylist had swept her hair into an elegant updo, Oliver couldn't take his eyes off her.

The shop attendants couldn't help but exclaim how stunning Josefina looked!

Oliver stepped forward, took Josefina's hand, and they walked out together.

The turnout for the exhibit was impressive.

Ruby, attending such an event for the first time, was all dolled up in a pink, princess-style dress, looking utterly adorable. Clutching Xavier's arm, she couldn't help but look around in wonder. Most attendees were wealthy or influential, and Ruby was overwhelmed.

Xavier, slightly embarrassed by her naivety, cautioned her, "Ruby, don't stare like that. Everyone can tell it's your first time at such an event, got it?"

Ruby nodded with a sweet smile,

"Xavier, after looking around, I

realized none of these people are as

handsome or as classy as you. I'm

so lucky to have you as my O boyfriend."

Her words were like music to Xavier's ears. He puffed up with pride, feeling like he was on top of the world.

Suddenly, there was a stir in the crowd. "I heard Mr. Oliver is here, and he's brought a date. Let's go see!"

Eager to make a good impression, Xavier tugged at Ruby, "Hurry, Mr. Oliver is here. Imagine the collaborations we could secure if we can get in with him!" Ruby was thrilled, "Xavier, let's go take a look."

If she could connect with Mr. Oliver, she wouldn't have to worry about power, money, or influence ever again.