Chapter 196 : As If She Were A Noble Lily.


    Chapter 196 : As if she were a noble lily.


    Mica had seen it and had known she would be treated that way because of Adriana''s urging.


    Before Adriana could finish, Mica 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 Mica. She had changed a lotpared to before. Was it because she was with


    Aguayo and had a strong mind that she didn''t fear anything?


    What Mica said was true. She was financing the orphanage where she had been sheltered as a


    child. And Alba also felt that Mica did a lot of things for her.


    The models were frightened by Mica''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.


    Mica looked towards Adriana thinking that she still upied the mansion that belonged to her


    Adriana and even stole her dream, she was furious.


    -Adriana, the two of us, wepete now, okay?


    Alba knew that Mica wanted to beat Adriana to frighten the others.


    She did well, but...


    -Here is the studio to rehearse, we can onlypete in professional modeling how dare you throw me


    a challenge? It''s not as easy as your design!


    Micaughed.


    -Okay. Wepete in walking posture and stamina.


    Everyone was surprised. But Mica 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 Mica''s intention. She took out her cell phone.


    -We broadcast thispetition live. Let the viewers decide the winner.


    The others reflected. We were thankful they didn''t say anything. Mica was popr at the moment,


    they couldn''t beat her on the line. It wasn''t professional Mica, if she lost, no one would look down on


    her, but for Adriana, she wouldn''t win anything if she beat Mica and even if she lost, it would be


    worse.


    Adrianaughed 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


    Adriana was staring at Mica...


    Eric frowned. Adriana was difficult to deal with.


    Mica nodded her head as she saw his look of affirmative.


    -Okay.


    All the models were waiting for him. It was many years after hisst parade. Many of the models hadn''t


    seen him.


    Eric stepped forward and took the folder in the model''s hands and handed it to Alba. He looked at


    Mica and Adriana, who were wearing skinny pants.


    -Eric said, "No need. I''ll put a book on your heads and one between your legs. You wear high heels and


    stop. The one who drops the books loses.


    Alba thought it wasn''t difficult, but she was wrong.


    The books were just papers. They were so light that the wind could blow them away.


    Everyone gathered in the middle of the studio. When Eric finished saying the rules, thepetition


    began.


    Adriana stopped as Eric demanded and looked ahead.


    The models thought Adriana would clearly win. Did Eric really want Mica to win?


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    Adriana stopped to the left. Her posture was perfect.


    And Eric stopped in the middle. Although he was a man, but he didn''t do well wearing high heels.


    Some models were embarrassed because they didn''t do as good as Eric. If they wore skirts, they


    would be more attractive than women.


    And Mica on the right. She would stop as Eric said and squeeze the book between her legs. She


    would hold her head up with a book on top of it. One of her hands was rxed and the other was


    cupped. Her expression was cold as if she was a noble lily.


    The model''s thoughts changed. They couldn''t be sure of the winner seeing Mica like this.


    Eric looked at Mica in the mirror with admiration. Mica was learning it early.


    She was so capable that he doubted she had learned to do pageantry. Besides, she had the elegance


    that no one could imitate.


    The three of them stopped quietly. No one dared to speak fearing they would be disturbed.


    Alba wiped away the sweat. It was hot, and there were many people in the studio. But the air


    conditioner was on the ceiling. It was possible to drag the books down from their heads.


    No one turned on the unit.


    They began to murmur.


    -Yes, Mica has the capacity.


    -It''s been three hours. I can''t do it.


    -My Gods. I admire them.


    Alba took out her cell phone. She couldn''t let Mica continue to suffer.