Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina strode into the lab, where Percy and a group of esteemed medical professors were awaiting her arrival.

"Ms. Josefina, we're glad you're here. We've been following the protocol you set out, but we just can't seem to nail the final step," said one professor with a tinge of discomfort coloring his tone. They were all distinguished retirees, yet they found themselves outpaced by a young woman.

From initial skepticism to full-fledged admiration, Josefina's capabilities had conquered their doubts. The group exchanged embarrassed glances, their cheeks flushing with a mix of awe and a touch of shame. There was no denying it. Josefina's prowess far exceeded their own.

Without a word, Josefina donned her lab coat and dove into the heart of the laboratory. The others trailed behind, eager to witness her expertise firsthand.

With laser focus, Josefina's movements were swift and accurate. After a short while, the experiment finished, a success.

Cheers erupted from the professors.

"Ms. Josefina, you're simply amazing."

"Ms. Josefina, to pull off such a complex experiment, you're truly an inspiration."

"Ms. Josefina, if only I had half your medical talent."

"Howard, you wish you had half? I'd be over the moon with just a tenth of Ms. Josefina's skills!"

"You are always the smooth talker."

Before the banter could escalate, Josefina intervened, "Let's call it a day, gentlemen. You should all head home and get some rest."

After all, rest is precious, especially with advancing age. Initially, Josefina hadn't planned on involving her senior peers, but after witnessing her abilities, they had eagerly volunteered to assist in her lab. Here, age was irrelevant. It was all about skill. If Josefina hadn't firmly refused, they would've become her apprentices by now.

Whenever they were stumped, they turned to Josefina. After all, she was the founder of this lab.

Noting the late hour, Josefina waved them off, "I'm heading out. Don't stay up too late, guys."

She hurried away, all too aware that lingering might lead to a barrage of questions and, worse, well-meaning but intrusive matchmaking efforts. en.s.net

Josefina stepped out onto the bustling streets, her heart serene amidst the evening thrum. It had been ages since she'd savored such a peaceful stroll. As she walked a giant fox-shaped balloon suddenly floated into view. en.s.netBelongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Before she could utter a word, a handsome face emerged from behind it. "Oliver." Her heart skipped in surprise and delight. Oliver placed the balloon string in her palm, his gaze fixed on her.

Josefina had her hair braided and hanging in front of her chest. She was wearing a gray tracksuit. Her legs were straight and long.

"Oliver, what brings you here?" Her eyes sparkled with joy, a feeling she couldn't hide.

Holding her hand, Oliver's smile was broad. "Because you're here. Wherever you are, that's where I want to be."

Josefina felt her heart flutter at his words. He was quite the charmer. "Oliver, you're not stalking me, are you?"

With a gentle tease across her nose,

Oliver took the balloon from her, holding it as they walked. "I'm not stalking you. I was just around the corner picking up some late-night snacks for you and saw you here." en.s.net

As he spoke, Asher came into view, arms laden with bags of food, the scent of burgers and fries wafting through the air.