My Dear Mr. Nice

Micaela was thinking about this too.

Before she had always celebrated Christmas with them, but now the couple was locked up in jail.

Aunt Marta, Micaela wasn’t very fond of, but Sergio did treat her quite well since she was a child. Especially when they were trapped in the room and if Sergio hadn’t let her out, there was no telling what would have happened to her....

Not hearing Micaela respond, Adriana thought about how to tell her that it was her father, Sergio, who wanted to see her. There was no way Adriana could lower herself to beg her to go to jail to see her father.

Micaela, who had been like a menial servant at home, was now at unattainable heights, naturally Adriana was very jealous.

Nevertheless, at the thought of her father’s expectant gaze, Adriana gritted her teeth and was about to speak when Micaela spoke first:

-I know.

With that, Micaela was about to hang up the phone when she heard Adriana say:

-Micaela, I hate you to the core!

Micaela froze slightly.

Then Adriana continued:

-I hate you because you kicked me out of my house, out of Brillantella. I hate you because you put my parents in jail. Do you want me to experience the pain of not having my parents around? Where has all your moral conscience and kindness gone? How could you bear to send my father, the man who treated you so well, to jail?

Micaela made an ugly grimace as she heard Adriana’s false accusations.

”Are you trying to blackmail me with family feelings? Have I forced you to leave Brillantella or have I forced you out of the house of the house that belongs to me?”

Micaela didn’t even want to waste a second and said coldly:

-Adriana, don’t try to put all the blame on me, you yourself know better than anyone what you did to me! You left Brillantella of your own free will and that has nothing to do with me, so don’t blame me. As for the house, it is my property from the beginning and your family has occupied it for free for so many years, what more do you want?

Adriana was speechless not knowing how to refute for a moment.

Micaela continued:

-I know who has treated me well and who I should pay, but that’s none of your business. Oh, by the way, you can ask your father why he doesn’t want to get out of jail if Carlos has already arranged for his release.

After saying that, he hung up straight away.

Not wanting to waste energy on those who didn’t deserve it, she turned back to the couch and looked at her work schedule for the day; if work ended soon, she could make time to go visit Sergio.

Once decided, she tried to calm the negative emotions caused by the phone call so as not to affect work, but she still remained a little upset.

At this moment, her cell phone vibrated indicating new WhatsApp notifications.

Micaela looked down and discovered that they were messages from Carlos. Read this novel at novelce⁠o.com for the best experience.

”He rarely uses WhatsApp, why is he suddenly sending me messages through the app, is something wrong?”

Curious, she clicked on the notifications and saw that they were some photos of Moses, who seemed to be back in Fracimon Nation, lying in a hospital bed with an injured leg, but looking in good spirits.

She was about to zoom in on one of the photos to see the details when they were all removed.

Micaela was somewhat puzzled and soon received another message from the man:

-Honey, it’s enough that you know he’s okay. Don’t look at him.

Micaela couldn’t help but chuckle under her breath.

”That man was so mean!”

Thereupon she replied:

-Well.

Carlos then said:

-Good girl.

Micaela sketched a faint smile, her heart filled with warmth, and gradually completely relieved the discomfort caused by Adriana’s phone call.

Eric knocked on the door and entered the break room.

Micaela hurried to get up, looked at his injured arm and asked worriedly:

-Mr. Eric, are you all right?

Katarina also entered and replied to him:

-It’s all right. Eric, you’re a real man and this wound is nothing to you, is it?

Eric nodded stiffly:

-Right, it’s nothing serious. Let’s get to work now. We still have a commercial to shoot this afternoon.

Once immersed in work, Micaela had no more time to think about other things.

Katarina, standing in the studio, watched as Micaela interacted with the photographer. Her every gesture was so beautiful that she couldn’t help but jump for joy, as if she herself was shooting the ad.

-Eric, I admire you every time I see Micaela so confident, how did you find such an amazing person? I feel very relaxed looking at her like this....