My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 : Mr. Aguayo is so considerate

-Last time, when I was shopping with Ana, I ran into my childhood piano teacher and she told me many things. I even played the piano at her house!

Talking about this, she eagerly broke away from Carlos' arms and made a piano playing posture.

-I close my eyes and play as naturally as if my hands had consciousness. How incredible!

She was like a conceited child showing off, waiting for the praise.

-How versatile you are!

Micaela lowered her head shyly and joyfully.

Carlos rubbed her hair and found it still wet, so he dried it with a hairdryer.

Looking at him seriously, she couldn't help but make her heart beat faster.

After he finished, he put down the dryer, sat down next to Micaela and motioned for her to continue.

She paused, looked at him seriously and said:

-Help me find out my origins and my parents, if I have any other relatives? I want to know everything about myself.

-I agree.

Carlos agreed and then asked:

-So you don't want to know everything about me?

She had never asked anything about him. She wasn't even curious?

Instead, Micaela suddenly lowered her head.

What his identity was, she had always avoided wanting to know. The more she knew, the more it would humble her, so she wasn't ready to find out about it....

After a moment's thought, Micaela answered quietly:

-It is enough for me to know that you are Carlos.

She pleased him by saying this.

-I mean, don't you care about my status, as long as it's me?

Immediately, Micaela became shy, and was speechless. Just then, Sofia's voice rang out:

-Mrs. Noboa, your phone is still ringing.

Micaela rushed to try to open the door, but Carlos stopped her:

-Go change your clothes.

Micaela blushed, hurried to the closet to get her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Carlos opened the door and Sofia hurried to hand him the phone.

-Mr. Aguayo, dinner is ready.

-Okay.

Carlos nodded and picked up the phone as Sofia left.

The word Alba appeared on the screen.

Carlos slid the answer button and heard Alba's voice over the microphone.

-Micaela, I called all the Teladia counters, but there is no 36-yard Chanel model. I guess Ivanna spoke to them in advance. We have to go to a more powerful person to do it?

Carlos frowned.

"Micaela was looking for Chanel shoes? Ivanna?"

-Hello? Micaela, are you listening? This damn network.

Thinking the signal wasn't working, Alba hung up the phone.

Carlos put the phone on the table, while Micaela changed her clothes and left the bathroom. The phone rang again.

-He came downstairs for dinner after answering the phone.

-Yes!