It had been a long time since Angela had felt this much desire to design and she couldn’t help but get excited when she saw these two pairs. After a brief introduction, she had her assistant take measurements of the four people and take notes, and then moved on to discuss the design concept.
Carlos has no opinion on how she dresses, but there is only one requirement for a girl’s wedding dress.
-No overexposure! No straplessness!
Every inch of the girl was his alone!
Angela had several backless and strapless designs in her head that instantly fizzled out, but a new idea immediately popped into her head and she nodded immediately.
-No problem, no problem!
Once the general direction was agreed upon and there was nothing more to do, Carlos and Ernesto withdrew, leaving the women’s room to discuss the details.
-Where are the Tomas?
As they left the conference room, Ernesto asked indifferently.
-In the Davalos family.
The Davalos family is the second oldest in Teladia and, naturally, Mrs. Davalos’ second son has been the center of attention, as the birth of the little Mr. made the news last night.
Jaime Davalos, happy to be a father again after twenty years, didn’t feel like going to the office and just dropped off his son-in-law.
-It is only fair that we also take time to say goodbye.
Carlos nodded, which was only natural.
Micaela and Alba chatted with Angela in the office until noon and Micaela politely invited Angela to have dinner with her, which she declined, anxious and afraid to go home to start designing.
With two couples in the pipeline and three months ahead, the task is titanic, a race against the clock, and she is full of enthusiasm.
All the details of the design were agreed upon and, to save time, the only way to see it later was by email, and both parties came to a consensus, with Angela looking at Micaela with confidence and approval.
-Miss Micaela, you are really special, you have a noble detachment on stage but in reality, you are extraordinarily affable and not a bit stand up, it’s so rare…..
-You gave us the same sense of grace and didn’t make a big deal out of it at all!
Alba said, repeating the conversation she had just had with Ernesto when she arrived, earlier they spoke in Chinese, neither Angela nor her assistant understood, this time, she explained in English, with her head down in embarrassment….
After exchanging pleasantries, Angela and her assistant left first and went straight back to Yakydiza.
Carlos thought he could keep the girl company in the office for the rest of the afternoon, but as it turned out, Eric called her on the phone.
Eric takes the contest incredibly seriously and doesn’t even slack off in the auditions, let alone the eliminations.
For the next two days, Micaela went to Brillantella as usual, early to prepare for the preliminaries and then to take some endorsement photos, with a packed schedule.
On the third day, at Micaela’s request, Eric finally set aside half a day for Micaela to visit Bianca’s mother.
Bianca and I are future sisters-in-law, so it’s important that we get to know each other.
Ernesto and Alba also went to visit together.
As we exited the elevator, glancing at the plainclothes men scattered around the staircase and the obvious bodyguards outside the elevator, Carlos frowned slightly and tightened his grip on the girl next to him.
One of the bodyguards, seeing Micaela with her sunglasses and mask, hurried to step forward, but was stopped by another bodyguard who nodded politely to Carlos and then pulled the man back.
The deliberately low voice was still ringing.
-Have a little sight you want, this is Mr. Aguayo and that’s Miss Micaela with him, not that guy.
Micaela and Alba were curious, and even Ernesto found it disconcerting to ask.
-What’s going on? What big shot living here has arranged for so many plainclothes bodyguards to keep watch?
Alba responded by saying.
-There really are two big names living here, doesn’t Mr. Martinez live here? Also on this floor, and Davalos family the newborn Mr.!
Micaela thought it was a bit strange, the last time she was here with Carlos, she also saw bodyguards nearby but not as many as today….
Carlos took the girl’s hand and stepped forward, explaining to her.
-It was Antonio who made sure that someone prevented his mother from going to the hospital to see Mr. Martinez.
The three of them realized it instantly.
Mr. Martinez is in very bad shape, Micaela mentioned it last night when she was talking to Katarina, saying that it was important not to get emotional and that it was easy to burst his blood vessels….
From the elevator, to the left is the room for Bianca’s mother, to the right is the room for Mr. Martinez, and the hallway to the right is obviously busier.
The group headed to the left, intending to see the little gentleman from the Davalos family before going to see the director for the week.
-This Antonio is also careful enough to protect the ‘enemy’, not to mention defecting to the ‘enemy’.
Alba let out a giggle.
Micaela took off her mask, looked at Carlos and said.
-It’s been a long time since the last generation, they both have families, Mr. Martinez has done everything he can to make it up to Antonio’s mother, and for the sake of two young people who really love each other, can’t we shake hands and make peace?
Alba was also very much in favor.
-Yes, it’s all over and Mr. Martinez has come to this, is that woman made of stone? Why are you still clinging to her?
Ernesto grunted as he held the fruit basket with one hand and grabbed Alba’s shoulder with the other.
-So there’s a word for that, ‘the most poisonous of women’!
Carlos squeezed the small hand in his palm, looked at the girl and reassured her.
-Don’t worry, everything will pass, Antonio will take care of it.
When they arrived at the door of the room Bianca had told them about on the phone, the two women entered first and Carlos, tugged by Ernesto, lowered his voice and asked.
-Do you know anything else about Antonio?
Carlos pulled his hand away.
-It’s something we can all do without knowing.
Then he went in as well.
Ernesto raised an eyebrow, it seemed there really was something inside that none of them knew, only Carlos, as usual, offered no gossip!
The sound of Bianca’s father Jaime’s cheerful laughter came from the living room.
-Haha, Micaela you’re right, I think my son looks like me too! Bianca has to say he looks like her! How can he look like her?
-Can I hug him?
Micaela asked expectantly.
-Of course!
As soon as Carlos entered, the first thing he saw was the little girl on the edge of the bed, carefully holding Jaime’s little swaddled baby, her eyes extraordinarily tender and full of maternal light….
Suddenly he could imagine that in the near future, his Micaela, too, would give birth to his child for him, and also as in this moment, full of tender and loving eyes, holding the child, his heart was suddenly soft…