Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 1237

Josefina’s voice was tight with worry. “Bennett, what happened?”

“Mr. Brandon fainted. I tried to get him to go to the hospital, but he refused. He’s convinced that if he leaves home, someone will use the chance to hurt him.”

“I already gave him the medicine you left, Ms. Josefina. Could you come over now?”

“I’m on my way,” Josefina said, already moving.

She left with Oliver, but before they made it far, Logan called out, “Master, can I come too?”

Josefina and Oliver exchanged surprised glances. Logan always resisted leaving her side—what changed?

She asked, “Logan, I thought you didn’t want to come with us?”

Logan met her gaze, earnest. “I want to go with you this time. You’ve always looked out for me. Now that I can help, I want to be there for you too.”

A warmth spread through Josefina’s chest. Logan really was growing up—he understood so much more now.

She and Oliver shared a quick, silent conversation, then nodded. “Alright, you can come.”

Before they left, Josefina made sure to disguise Logan’s face. She didn’t want anyone recognizing him, so she dug up one of Percy’s ready-made silicone masks. It saved them precious time.

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Brandon lay unconscious. Bennett hovered nearby, tense, and ordered everyone not to let anyone see Brandon—no exceptions. As long as Mr. Brandon was asleep, nobody was allowed in.

After making sure of that, Bennett paced anxiously, waiting for Josefina. He didn’t understand—Brandon’s health had improved, so why had he suddenly collapsed again?

Brandon had insisted on staying home, so Bennett had given him emergency heart medicine and checked his pulse until he was sure Brandon was stable. Only then did he dare relax, even a little.

Finally, Josefina, Oliver, and Logan arrived. When Bennett saw them, he looked like he might cry from relief.

She checked the food carefully, but there was nothing suspicious.

“The food’s fine. So how did he get poisoned?” Josefina muttered, frustrated.

She started searching the room, looking for anything odd—maybe something that could have been tainted or something that reacted badly with the food.

After a while, her eyes landed on a particular spot in the room. She was just about to investigate when voices rose outside. Bennett and Cole were arguing.

“Bennett, why can’t I go in when Oliver and Josie can? I’m his son! Don’t I have the right to see my own father?”

Bennett replied, “Cole, that’s not what I meant.”

“Then what do you mean? Just because I was away, you look down on me now too?”