Micaela had seen it and had known she would be treated that way because of Adriana's urging.
Before Adriana could finish, Micaela interrupted her.
-An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. I don't know how to despise one, but I know how to treat well those who treat me well. If you provoke me, I won't let myself be mistreated.
Alba looked at Micaela. She had changed a lot compared to before. Was it because she was with Aguayo and had a strong mind that she didn't fear anything?
What Micaela said was true. She was financing the orphanage where she had been sheltered as a child. And Alba also felt that Micaela did a lot of things for her.
The models were frightened by Micaela's steady gaze. Since she had the support of Eric and Mr. Sarmiento they feared that she would take revenge on them for what happened this day.
They weren't sure if they were still failing her.
Micaela looked towards Adriana thinking that she still occupied the mansion that belonged to her Adriana and even stole her dream, she was furious.
-Adriana, the two of us, we compete now, okay?
Alba knew that Micaela wanted to beat Adriana to frighten the others.
She did well, but...
-Here is the studio to rehearse, we can only compete in professional modeling how dare you throw me a challenge? It's not as easy as your design!
Micaela laughed.
-Okay. We compete in walking posture and stamina.
Everyone was surprised. But Micaela still didn't finish the words.
-You don't trust Mr. Eric, and I don't trust the models, because you know clearly why they reign here.
The models looked at each other wondering if Adriana and Ivanna were saying the words to them in the morning just to take advantage of them.
Alba understood Micaela's intention. She took out her cell phone.
-We broadcast this competition live. Let the viewers decide the winner.
The others reflected. We were thankful they didn't say anything. Micaela was popular at the moment, they couldn't beat her on the line. It wasn't professional Micaela, if she lost, no one would look down on her, but for Adriana, she wouldn't win anything if she beat Micaela and even if she lost, it would be worse.
Adriana laughed coldly. She was not easy to be fooled.
-There's no need. If I beat you, they'd say I mistreated you. We let Mr. Eric decide the winner. We compete in Mr. Eric's imitation. Agreed?
Adriana was staring at Micaela...
Eric frowned. Adriana was difficult to deal with.
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