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Says Elijah, Josephine nods in a approval before she continued to eat her food. They both remain in silence while Josephine thoughts wander of to how her vacation in South Africa will be. She can imagine her going to museums and learning about the South African arts and culture and also learning different types of languages if it's possible also she would try all the foods because when she sees people eat South African snacks and food her mouth instantly waters. Josephine is extremely excited for this trip, what's more exciting is that she can spend it with Elijah. Just the two of them alone for days and days.

After the kidnapping, after carrying her unconscious body, after she’d clung to me like I was the only safe thing left in her world… the line between irritation and something hotter had blurred. Elara’s slap still echoed in my ears. The blood on Josephine’s forehead. The way she’d looked at me—defiant even while hurt. I’d almost pulled her back then the flower vase that hit her head. I downed the rest of the drink. Focus, Winsley. My phone buzzed. A campus gossip post—Josephine in nothing but a bra, caption hinting at OnlyFans. Comments flooded in. Some thirsting, some condemning. I closed the app quickly, my jaw tight.

But after being treated by him so rudely and indifferently, she was so desperate and heartbroken that she didn't want to care about anything else. The only person she wanted to care about was herself! She just wanted her to live well! Speaking of this, Josephine still looked lazy, "What do you think? Didn't I show you those things before?" "The photos..." When it came to the photos, Zena felt so angry. She could have... "Don't worry. They are true photos and have never been edited." Josephine smiled, "You don't know that I've bridged over lots of difficulties to get those photos."

Upon completing the filming, Jane returned to the hotel to take some rest. Later in the day, Seth messaged her to inform that her makeup photo for "Red Makeup in Troubled Times" had been released and requested her to share it. Jane logged into I*******m and saw only a few fan recommendations by I* Story. She quickly shared the photo with a message introducing herself as Jane Austen and Justice Braidy. Although there were only a few comments on the original blog, some praised her beauty while others were unaware of her.

It was time to deal with the other chain around my neck. I walked down the hallway to the small conference room and opened the door. Isabella Langford. She was beautiful with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and full curves that were in an elegant designer dress and was the kind of woman most men would want to have. She stood when she saw me, a bright smile lighting up her face. “Keegan,” she purred, stepping forward. “My fiancé. It’s been months. What kind of fiancé doesn’t see his future wife for months?”

“I love to have her sponsor the scholarship, but I sensed something else and was distracted. “Distracted? That is a good 1 million dollars Dr Ant." I mulled but my mind is always on another subject "What did you sense?” “Her expressions and change of mood when I mentioned about the jungle." "Maybe it is because of her childhood?" "I am not sure. Maybe I am too sensitive." “She seemed interested in you. To be honest, I was overwhelmed when Josephine called me to ask for the meeting.” I ran my hands through my hair and pulled it back. Leng waved her hands, “From the way you described your latest adventure, who wouldn’t be shocked? By the way, she is eighty-four.”

You met Rosalina, she had an asthma attack. It was silent for a while. The Josephine spoke Josephine: I did? My heart stopped as if everything around me is betraying me. I spoke again trying to convince Jaxon: YES YOU DID! Don't you remember?! We met! You even hugged her Josephine: Jaxon you must be hallucinating! I have been in Vancouver for almost a month now because of the surgeries The phone fell from my hands. I started to shake. My lips quivered as I looked ahead with a blank expression. Suddenly it felt like everyone was lying.

Unaware of Jane's thoughts, Lily asked curiously, "Your Majesty, why do you seem even more burdened after returning from Serene Palace? With Lady Helena exiled and Miss Wendy's vengeance fulfilled, you should be feeling at ease." "Queen Wendy!" Josephine's sudden arrival broke the moment. Her face was filled with concern as she hurried in. "I was worried Lady Dina had detained you at Serene Palace during your stay!" Jane ordered Lily, "Serve coffee." Josephine smiled brightly. "Finally, after so many visits, I can enjoy Zen Palace's coffee!" she said. Jane ignored the remark. "What brings you here?" She noticed the worry hidden beneath Josephine's smile. Josephine sighed deeply.

She allowed herself to be led toward a cluster of women lounging near a grand piano, their gowns a rainbow of silks and satins from Paris and Milan. The circle included Susan Langford, a socialite with a trust fund larger than some countries' GDPs; Serena Frost, an influencer whose I*******m boasted millions of followers; and Margot Hale, a gallery owner known for her sharp tongue and sharper elbows. They turned as Elara approached, their smiles plastic and predatory.

She put down her phone and bit into the apple he had handed to her. "How is it? Is the apple good?" Jane nodded. "Not bad. It tastes even better after you’ve cut them into pieces. You would have been a royal chef in ancient times." "I don’t want to serve the emperor. I like serving you." Jane was at a loss for words. Ignoring the fact that Zachary had been a bit talkative lately, he was still pretty great overall. Jordan landed abroad. Following the address that Fiona had given her, she found a fashion show.