Miss Josephine's POV
"He gave you the house?" Apollo's eyes went wide upon hearing what I said. He almost bursted the water he is drinking in front of me.
"I'm not getting it," he shook his head. He leaned on the table and snatched the paper on my hand. I watched him throw the remaining papers on the edge of our table.
I sighed and removed my eyeglasses. "It's yours Apollo. He gave it to you."
He glared at me, crossing his arms over his chest. "I don't need it. It's not mine."
"It's technically yours. You are the only grandson of the Del Campo even if..." I couldn't continue it because his eyes got more fierce.
"I'm not a Del Campo. I am a Sanz," he insisted. "Why are you after these things?" he pointed at the papers with disgust evident on his face.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Well..
