Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess
Chapter 204

With lightning speed, Josefina sent the gang leader's teeth flying with a swift punch. Her foot snapped out to send the blond punk sprawling. Her right hook arced through the air, landing a vicious blow on another assailant's cheek. She was a blur of movement, each punch finding its mark.

Behind her, a man emerged from a car with a long knife, slashing at Josefina's head. Josefina dodged, grabbed his wrist, and wrenched the knife from his grip. With a swift slice, she opened a gash on his arm. She stepped back, her knife swinging with precision.

In no time, the ground was filled with groans of pain. As Josefina turned to leave, she spotted a familiar car approaching.

She looked down at the fallen thugs, as if she were staring at the dead. "Tell anyone who asks that you did this to each other!"

The boss, bewildered, asked, "Why?"

Her cold gaze fell on him. "Want a ticket to hell? Then, by all means, spill the truth."

The man had never seen such indifference. It was as if she regarded them as nothing more than objects. He nodded frantically, panic-stricken. "But what should I say? Why would a bunch of burly guys like us turn on each other?"

"Just say you were all fighting over my good looks," Josefina retorted.

The boss sighed. Damn it, this job had cost him more than he bargained for!

Fearing the others might spill the truth, Josefina swiftly applied acupuncture needles to their pressure points, rendering them unable to speak.

When Oliver hurried over from his car, Josefina pouted in mock distress, making Oliver's heart ache. He enveloped her in his arms. "Don't be scared. It's my fault for being late." Josefina clung to his arm as she gazed into his worried eyes. "Let's go, I'm so scared."

George kicked one of the injured men. "What's going on here? You dare mess with our lady?"

Trembling, the man recalled Josefina's warning and blurted out, "It's their fault. They were fighting over this lady's beauty. It turned into a bloodbath."

Josefina was pleased with his answer, her chilling stare making the man wish he could just drop dead. She was not to be trifled with!

Tugging at Oliver's sleeve, Josefina pleaded, "I want to get out of here."

Oliver, with his arm around her, led her away. He handed George the keys to Josefina's car, instructing him to drive it. As for Josefina, Oliver would personally chauffeur her.

Once George was gone, Josefina finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took out her phone and called Luke to clean up the mess. She couldn't afford a slip-up.

After sorting everything out, Josefina looked up, startled. "Oliver, why are you looking at me like that?" His gaze was probing, as if he could see right through her.

Oliver's deep eyes were full of concern. "Why did you come here alone?"

Without hesitation, Josefina replied, "My mentor bought a property for me here, and I came to take care of it."

Oliver started the car. "Let's go grab some food."

Josefina remained silent. She couldn't skip a meal. She was starving.

After they ate, Oliver drove Josefina home. Once Josefina was gone, the time truly belonged to Oliver. He drove to an isolated spot on the outskirts of town. The evening breeze tousled his hair, and his piercing gaze was sharp as a blade.

Asher handed Oliver a baseball bat, and he strode purposefully toward the group of men. They were the same thugs Josefina had beaten earlier.

The leader was petrified and blurted out, "Sir, we have no beef with you. Surely, you've got the wrong guys."

Oliver gripped the bat, his eyes cold and unforgiving. "You messed with my girl and claim we have no issues?"

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