Natalia and Kiki were negotiating a signature with Miguel, the third place finisher in today’s competition, when they turned for a moment to see Carlos with his arm around Micaela’s waist, exchanging words with Marcos.
This man, imbued with dignity, who from start to finish did not drop a single glance at himself, was full of Micaela….
As she watched the group leave, the corner of Natalia’s mouth lifted in a warm, cold smile….
Carlos, Micaela, Ernesto, Alba, Marcos and their group arrived at the nearby five-star hotel.
The room was reserved by Diego and he was already waiting there when they approached, and had ordered the food and such, just waiting for them to come over.
A seat was taken and Diego nodded to Carlos and went out first.
Micaela looks at Marcos and says gratefully.
-Marcos, thanks for coming to help me today? Just because you have my USB stick?
Marcos…
Marcos’ heart skipped a beat as he looked at Micaela….
How long, how long, had it been since he had heard Micaela call him that?
With her whisper, it was worth everything he did….
A certain older man instantly tipped over a bucket of jealousy for a term of endearment, frowning slightly as the hand holding her under the table instantly tightened.
Micaela naturally sensed Carlos’ jealousy and shot him a cutting look, taking his hand in turn and intertwining her fingers with his.
Carlos’ jealousy dropped a little instantly, his mood evened out a little and the shiver that had just arisen went down immediately.
They said nothing, just looked into each other’s eyes, and an inseparable sweetness permeated their surroundings. Marcos had long known that he had no choice but to withdraw, a scene that made him envious and at the same time deeply aware that he really didn’t deserve Micaela, that he couldn’t give her such a sweet atmosphere, that he never had such a happy expression when he was by her side….
-It was Mr. Aguayo who contacted me and asked me to come with a flash drive.
Marcos speaks with astonishment.
It’s just that when Diego contacted him, he was really moving to come.
Micaela looks at Carlos next to her in surprise.
Micaela’s eyes full of surprise made the corners of her mouth turn up in a smile as he looks at her, slowly explaining himself.
Carlos is so subtle that on the eve of Micaela’s participation in Angel Supermodel last year, when she was rejected by the program, he made a point of raising the surveillance of that night’s party because of the photo of her and Marcos that served as evidence.
She saw Adriana give Marcos a USB stick on surveillance, but unfortunately, the surveillance of the venue was silent and she didn’t hear their conversation.
Then a while ago, Micaela said she went back to Villa Clara to get her computer and came home to tell him that she had actually gone to get a pendrive, he didn’t think so at the time, and just today on stage he suddenly reacted and connected the two facts and came to the conclusion, could it be the pendrive that Marcos had?
He asked Diego to contact Marcos as a test and, to his surprise, Marcos kept his hand.
Micaela and Alba, Ernesto were full of disbelief.
Alba said unconsciously.
-A little thing from so long ago, and you remember it so well?
Ernesto followed up with a direct question.
-Carlos, are you sure your brain is a brain and not a fancy computer?
Carlos looked askance at Ernesto, looked at Micaela next to him, who was equally surprised, and with soft eyes, said lightly.
-In Micaela, there are no small things.
What concerns her, he remembers unmistakably….
The girl looked away shyly and immediately….
Marcos had mixed feelings. If he had treated Micaela with a tenth of the care that Mr. Aguayo had, the horror would have ended differently, wouldn’t it?
Repressing his bitterness, Marcos interfered.
-I didn’t have time to give the flash drive to Micaela that day… and I didn’t give it back to Adriana later, when I returned to the office, I opened the flash drive and saw that it was full of designs and I did want to give it back to her another time, but I was a bit reluctant….
Micaela had been a clean slate in her life, and she wanted to keep some of her memories. At this point, he was worried that Adriana might come back to him for the flash drive, so he took the same flash drive from the table and carved one for Adriana, while keeping Micaela’s for himself.
This too is clearly inappropriate to say openly in front of Carlos, and Marcos implicitly skips it.
-I just carved one for my desk and then I don’t know when Adriana took it and I didn’t react until I saw it on the air today.
He didn’t say it explicitly and everyone understood, a few words went through Ernesto’s mind and then his kissing girlfriend blurted it out immediately.
-Marcos, I can’t see it, you’re a scumbag turned lover!
Thinking about what she just said on stage, I like her but it has nothing to do with her, coupled with what she did about the flash drive, really refreshed his perception of Marcos within minutes.
Marcos smiled bitterly.
It was Micaela, who taught him to grow up, to lose and to grow up again irretrievably.
Now, he doesn’t even have the right to call him by that intimate name…
Marcos looks at Carlos.
-Mr. Aguayo, I keep saying the same thing I said before, I am convinced of losing to you and I am glad I was able to help today.
Carlos nodded slightly, looked at Micaela next to him and said.
-Thank you anyway.
Although he had thought of other ways to clear Micaela of the plagiarism charge, proving that the contents of the flash drive were hers and identifying the other party as the thief was the easiest way to do it.
The waiter starts to serve and Ernesto opens a bottle of wine and gets up to pour it.
-Well done Marcos, you won’t have the chance to get Micaela, but, I think you will have your destiny.
Alba thought about the scheming Adriana and said.
-You made a very wise move by leaving Adriana, this woman just can’t see the good in Micaela, she grew up bullying her and stealing everything from Micaela, and I don’t know how she managed to run into that Amy and was so relentless in whitewashing her!
Marcos smiled and said nothing.
He had become completely disillusioned with Adriana long after learning the truth piece by piece, and had thought that because of her he still had a thousand ties to Micaela; now, he didn’t need them.
Carlos let go of Micaela’s hand to serve her soup and changed the subject.
-Micaela, have some soup, you are tired and thin lately, give it all back to me.
The girl blushed slightly and obediently drank her soup.
Carlos’ eyes were warm as he looked at Micaela, the corners of his lips turned up slightly.
Her good looks and charm made him feel very fond, and his eyes became more and more loving, and he couldn’t wait to give her the best of everything….
Her atmosphere was so nice, it reminded Marcos of the first time he had dinner with Carlos a long time ago, he said, feeling Micaela’s waist a few centimeters thinner, he was really overwhelmed with jealousy at that moment, now he looks at him again, Carlos really leaves no stone unturned, he loves Micaela….
Ernesto asked nonchalantly as he attended to the bride eating next to him.
-Your older brother Antonio is now in charge of the Carballo Group, and you of the Franco Group?
A flash of unnaturalness crossed Marcos’ face, quick as if it had not appeared, and he nodded faintly.
-Mr. Carballo trusts my brother.
Carlos looked at Marcos and did not speak.
Ernesto’s meaningful interface.
-That’s right, you don’t trust him to give him the whole Carballo Group? From now on, it’s up to you if the Franco family is a dark horse for Teladia.
Alba, who was fed up with grown men talking about malls she didn’t understand, opened her phone and flipped through the news as she ate, then came across the latest news and almost choked.
-Adriana hit hard enough to get rid of the pot!