My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 197: They admired her.

In Grupo Franco.

Marcos Franco declined invitations from friends sitting in the office. He put down the cell phone and kept checking the papers in his hand.

The door opened. Antonio Franco walked in. He was happy to see Marcos like this.

As the eldest son in the family, Antonio was brought up as the successor, so Marcos did not want to deal with the family business and had lent the greatest intention in his investment. But he changed his attitude and actively helped him manage the company. That surprised Antonio.

He did not want to argue with Marcos. He was grateful that Marcos didn't resist him anymore. He told him that he would learn management with effort and certified it with what he did.

He worked at the company on time and didn't go out at night. He only dated girlfriends rarely. Her change also satisfied her parents thinking that Adriana really had such great charm.

But only Marcos knew it was not for Adriana but for another woman.

-Marcos. It's time for lunch. They sent us lunch.

At this moment Marcos saw Antonio.

Marcos: -Okay. I'll come after I check it.

Antonio nodded and went out.

Someone sent him a message. He looked at the screen. It was Alba.

"Why did she text me?"

She hadn't wanted him since they had been boyfriend and girlfriend Marcos and Micaela. She had even seen him going to the hotel with other women. He had told Micaela, but she believed the excuse Marcos made up for him.

Alba hated him. Why did he send her messages?

She checked it and got up from the chair right away. She grabbed her keys and ran out. She stopped by Antonio's office but didn't have time to say she couldn't have lunch with him.

In the study. Everyone was sweating. No one came out and didn't dare. But it was already twelve o'clock, and they were hot and tired. They didn't want to be here and began to compromise. -Stop it. Mr. Eric, I already recognize Micaela's capacity.

-It's too hot. And it's time for lunch. They can't make it without water.

-It's over. Micaela, we won't bother you, finish.

But they didn't listen to them. They did not move as if they were stones.

Actually, Adriana had reached the limit but she didn't want to lose Micaela.

Sweat dampened her eyelashes and mascara made her eyes painful. The paint was destroyed. She was so exhausted.

So was Eric. He had never worn shoes like this for so many times. Her legs trembled and she dropped the book. It surprised him and left him on the head.

They all reflected and held it. They pulled up a chair. Eric took off his shoes and sat down. He drank water and then said,

-Fuck. I can't beat you guys.

-It's so impressive to insist for three hours.

-We can't do it.

They all came up to Eric and fawned over him. However, Alba pressed her cell phone and looked at the two of them. They were still holding their ground.

They suddenly calmed down, because they discovered that the two were still holding back.

Pale-faced, Micaela's mouth was dry. But when the sweat fell from her precious jaw, they looked wonderful to her.

And Adrianan, the sweat destroyed his paint and made him look like a clown.

Alba knew that Micaela endured the heat more than the cold. She hardly ever complained in the summer. She was thankful it wasn't winter, because she couldn't stand the cold. But it had been a long time. He had sweated a lot without drinking. If he kept it up, he'd pass out from heatstroke.

Eric got up.

-Stop it, stop it. Don't go on.

The A-level model said to Micaela sincerely,

-I admire you. We'll get along fine. You can finish.

Micaela laughed and said:

-Thank you. But it's the competition between Adriana and me. I don't quit before she quits.

Alba admires her but wanted her to quit.

She knew that since she threw the challenge to Adriana, she would beat her with all her effort.

She encouraged Micaela in her mind.

Micaela looked towards Eric and Alba.

-Don't worry. I can insist.

They were all surprised. I admired her for her demeanor and words. She was so professional that she didn't lose any of them.

Eric was also happy to meet such a treasure.

Alba put a bulb in the bottle and gave it to Micaela.

-Take it.

Ivanna wanted her to take it because if she felt like peeing, she would lose.

However Micaela just looked at Alba and laughed. She did not open her mouth.

Alba gave up and looked at Adriana coldly.

Actually, Adriana wished someone would talk her into it because she couldn't hold it but she didn't want to give up because of dignity.

What the fuck Eric! She thought of a remedy like that.

They admired Micaela's modeling and it was not difficult to make everyone reproach her. With this situation, how could she lose such a simple competition?

But at this moment, the studio door opened. In walked a man in a gray suit. He ran so fast so he was breathing deeply. Everyone turned their heads in surprise.