My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 142 : You'Re The Most Delicious Dessert

Chapter 142 : You're the most delicious dessert Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Eric weighed his words and said:

-I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. You should have seen the news about you, you can save

a lot of them by taking advantage of this current fever and making your debut....

-Brillantella also went out of her way to keep your mystery in the weekend news. I'm afraid that if it

goes on too long, your true identity will be discovered before the time and your debut will be less

impressive....

Not only because of that, but also because of the fear that other companies will find you and sign you

first.

So Eric thought he should tempt her by saying.

-Besides, aren't you short of money? If you sign the contract, the company will pay you eight hundred

thousand euros right away and can wait until you finish your current job.

After a moment's thought, Micaela replied:

-I'm sorry, Mr. Eric, I don't need the money anymore. But I still appreciate your sincerity. I promise I'll

get back to you once I'm done with the job," after a pause. I assure you that when I sign, I will be even

more impressed than before.

Micaela had absolute confidence.

Eric was very surprised.

"How can a girl who just graduated be so confident?"

But her confident voice and intelligence made Eric very appreciative.

She was worth waiting for!

And he had to sign it!

-Okay! I believe you! I'll wait for your call.

Hanging up the phone, Micaela breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up her notebook and folder, then headed to the office and saw Carlos sitting in front of her

desk, apparently he had just finished a call as well.

Seeing Micaela, he put the phone down, walked over, put his hands on her shoulders and asked:

-Can't you sleep without me?

Iris blushed instantly:

-No way! Mr. Eric just called me and I couldn't sleep.

Carlos liked her shyness very much and asked with a smile:

-Well, what did you say?

Micaela looked at him and confessed:

-He urged me to sign the contract. I told him I would get in touch with him when I finished the job in

question.

-Very good, how clever!

With a simple appreciation, Micaela couldn't help but feel a little joyful, blossoming a charming smile.

Carlos hugged her, wanting her to be his exclusive. But she was about to become a model.....

-Carlos, can you give me a piece of paper? I want to draw a picture.

-Do you need a laptop? -He let go of her and asked.

-No, I like to draw with my hands.

-Good.

Carlos turned and, in the bottom drawer of the tall bookcase, took out many papers and put them on

the living room table for her, next to her folder.

He didn't ask her to work with him in the office, because when the staff arrived later, they would surely

talk about her in private.

He kissed Micaela on the cheek before Carlos left.

Micaela blushed a little, thinking that before he only held her hand but now she was getting used to his

kisses.

-When are you going to have sex with me?

Her question occurred to her and she was still too shy.

Then it didn't take Micaela long to focus on her work.

After talking so much with Katarina, she already had a rough idea in her mind.

Once she got serious, she went at it, without distractions, drawing, changing and pondering, not

noticing who turned on the light for her when the lighting became dim....

It was nighttime, he came in once but she didn't notice him.

Grupo Aguayo was so big that it was always busy. Tomas was on a business trip, otherwise he could

help her.

After dealing with some more paperwork, it occurred to Carlos that he should take her out to dinner.

So he packed his things and went to pick her up. Her posture didn't even change and the room was so

quiet that you could even hear the crunch of the charcoal pencil as it slid.

Carlos walked over and looked at her side face.

"If she hadn't been set up by Adriana and Marcos, I wouldn't have met her, and that would have been

my lifelong regret," he said. Doing nothing, just watching her quietly, gives me a sense of happiness..."

Another half hour had passed...

"Why am I attracted to her again?"

His time was extremely valuable, and every minute could be counted in money!

But if he could buy a meeting with Micaela with money, he would give all his goods....

"May we never part!"

Suddenly, he took a big step forward and kissed her.....

The whole glass wall was covered with his reflections:

A long-haired woman, sitting at the table, her hand still holding a tombstone. A tall, handsome man,

wearing a suit jacket, kissing her. This image was so beautiful that even the moon outside the window,

blushing, was hidden in the clouds.....

It was a long time before Carlos let go of Micaela, and she lowered her head, her face full of scarlet.

-Honey, we're going home.

-Good.

Micaela picked up the things on the table and left with him.

Sitting in the car, Carlos asked:

-Do you want to eat at home or out?

When she looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

-It's already very late. Are you very hungry?

Micaela asked Carlos, who was driving, with concern.

-No, you just gave me dessert.