Chapter 606

"Wait, wasn't she the one who was mad? How did this turn into Oliver wanting to get hitched?"

How on earth did things take such a turn?

"Oliver, I was trying to say..."

"Josie, what is it? Are we talking about tying the knot?"

Josefina, "..."

"Oliver, have you lost your mind? Getting married now is way too soon. Let's not rush into this, we can talk about marriage later."

Josefina pulled her hand away, as her stomach growled loudly.

Josefina wanted to leave, but her stomach had other plans.

Josefina: "..."

Oliver, noticing Josefina's discomfort, took her hand and led her to the dining area.

"Josie, take a seat. Let's grab a bite, and we can talk over the meal."

On the table were pancakes, scrambled eggs with bacon, some hash browns, and there was coffee, milk, and juice for drinks.

Josefina picked up a pancake, and Oliver, ever so thoughtful, poured her a glass of milk.

After finishing her meal, Josefina wiped her hands with a wet napkin and checked her phone for messages.

The most alarming message popped up: "Boss, we've got trouble. Someone sent a package to Dorian with information about you, and it seems like there's a photo of you in a shooting."

Josefina furrowed her brows in annoyance. Some people just never give up.

It seemed they had found out about her identity, that she was Ms. Josefina from the Harrison family.

Josefina put her phone back in her bag, "I need to head home for a bit."

Oliver: "I'll drive you."

In the car, Josefina sat in the passenger seat, her brows knitted in worry, clearly troubled by something.

"Josie, what's going on?"

"Somebody sent Dorian a photo implicating me in a shooting related to my other identity. I need to check things out at home and probably explain," she said, uncertain her family would accept her explanation.

Oliver replied, "They won't just buy into that photo. I'll come with you; don't worry."

Josefina declined, "No need. I know how to handle it. You being there might make it more complicated."

Seeing her resolve, Oliver didn't push further.

The car drove into Josefina's family's underground garage, a welcome respite from the scorching heat outside.

Josefina unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to Oliver, "You should head back."

After getting out of the car, she headed for the elevator.

Oliver watched her go, a feeling of unease creeping over him.

Upon exiting the elevator, Josefina entered the living room.

Garrett, Reid, and Hattie were having breakfast.

Reid had been swamped with work, leaving early and returning late. As for Calix, if he wasn't on set, he was on his way there the very image of dedication.

Josefina approached, all smiles, "Dad, Mom, Dorian, good morning."

The trio greeted her with natural ease.

Hattie beckoned, "Josie, come sit by

me.

you had breakfast? I had

the kitchen prepare your favorite, let me get Arnika to bring ita

Josefina, "Mom, I've already eaten, but you guys go ahead."

"Are you sure you're full? The food outside isn't as good as what we have at home. Maybe have a little more?"

Dorian also chimed in, "How about some juice? I'll pour you some."

Garrett added, "I had Annika make some iced tea, planning to bring it to your office

at noon."

Her family was always so caring, always worrying if she was well-fed.

Josefina took a seat, still figuring out how to broach the subject.

She knew Dorian would be upset learning she had someone watching over their family's every move.

Finding an angle to start, Josefina slowly began, "Dad, Mom, Dorian, there's something I need to tell you."