My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 80 : This Trip Was A Waste Of Time.

Chapter 80 : This trip was a waste of time.

Adriana gave Micaela a fierce look and spoke condescendingly:

-If you beg me with a better attitude, I can give you a few days to find a place before you move.

-The orphanage is your home, without that director taking you in, you would have died of cold.

-Don't dream that you can marry a rich man!

Micaela looked at him and said:

-It's true that I was an orphan, but I grew up healthy. unlike some person who has everything but is so

bad!

Adriana didn't believe he was referring to her, and continued:

-Either you hand over eight hundred thousand euros, or you hurry up and tell that old woman to leave

with those wretches! I'll only give you half a month's time, and when that time is up, blow them all away!

Seeing how determined she was, Micaela bit her lip.

"This trip is a waste of time."

"I'd better hurry and find out if there was a suitable place to move to."

Micaela stepped out of the conference room.

Before she could take a few steps, she ran into Delfina.

She hurriedly ran up to Micaela.

-Micaela, I'm sorry I dragged you into this. I'm going to the counter after work.

Delfina was so grateful that her eyes were red.

Micaela nodded and comforted her:

-It's okay. I'm sure we'll find it. A friend of mine knows the counter assistant well. Don't worry.

Delfina nodded frequently, but was still worried:

-What should I do if I can't find him? You have to take him on stage..... I don't have so much money and

I can't let you pay for me.....

Delfina began to cry.

Holding her shoulders, Micaela said patiently:

-I'm sure Ivanna has prepared other shoes. You don't have to worry. She still has that pair with you,

right?

Delfina nodded.

-And you've kept the ticket, haven't you?

Delfina nodded too, but her heart couldn't help but beat faster.

Micaela lowered her voice:

-These kinds of things from the big brands can be returned as long as they are not damaged and within

the stipulated time.

Only then did Delfina sit back with a sigh of relief, relaxing.

-Micaela, thank you very much.....

Micaela also sat down next to her and asked with concern:

-Now can you tell me why you need so much money and this job?

She hesitated for a while, but still could not answer.

-It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it. Tell me when you want to. Let's work together on the

shoe search, come on.

Delfina nodded vigorously.

After asking her for the code of her shoes, Micaela left Brillantella.

Waiting for a cab, the wind was stronger and the sky was so cloudy that it looked like it was going to

make a heavy rain later.

She left a message for Alba on Whatsapp about what had happened and how she needed her help.

After that, Micaela looked in her purse for the phone number of the piano teacher she had met, when

she was shopping at the mall with Ana.

She always remembered what her teacher said, but she was too busy to pay attention to it.

What Adriana had just said, even though she had stopped, Micaela still noticed something wrong.

What had happened before, she wanted to find out.

Micaela confirmed the time and called her.

She answered quickly.

The teacher was delighted to receive her call, and immediately gave her the address.

Ten minutes later, Micaela got out of the cab and saw a three-story white house with a garden.

The teacher was standing in front of the door, looking out, and when she saw Micaela, she rushed to

greet her.

She was wearing a blue fitted skirt with a white tunic, and with a slightly blessed figure, but she looked

even more gracious.

-It's been a long time, Micaela.

Micaela looked at her. The smile on her face was very sincere, as if she were seeing an old friend....

-Professor, I'm sorry to bother you.

-I'd so much like you to come and chat with me.

She took Micaela's hand and went into the courtyard.

The garden was planted with flowers and plants, which was very nice and comfortable.

The location was very good. In this residential area, it was rich to have such a house.

Upon entering the house, it was warmly decorated. The most striking thing was a piano under the

revolving staircase.

-Sit down on the sofa and I'll make you some tea.

After saying this, she went to the kitchen.

As she answered him, Micaela stared at the piano, with inexplicable emotions....

The teacher came out with a smiling cup and saw Micaela looking at that piano, the smile on her face

became even stronger.

"She is my favorite student, and seeing the piano, she can't look away, hahaha."

She put the glass on the table and dragged Micaela over to the piano.

Micaela was a little surprised:

-Teacher...

-Come on, give it a try. The best you know is Autumn Whispers.

Staring at the keys, her heart lurched with unfamiliar emotions, and her arm lifted with her

consciousness. But she didn't remember that she knew how to play the piano! Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

She looked at the teacher, whose eyes were full of encouragement and expectation.

She lowered her head and began to play.....

The moment the melodious sound of the piano came, Micaela closed her eyes. Her fingers jumped on

the keys, and even her arms and body all swayed to the rhythm....

In Micaela's mind flashed a strange but familiar image....

In the piano room, there was a piano, a long-haired girl in a white dress, practicing, and a teacher

standing next to the piano, watching her with a smile....

At the door, there was a middle-aged man and woman, leaning in to look at the girl with joy....

The girl seemed very happy and engaged more seriously in her practice, her little fingers jumping

nimbly over the keys, her eyes closed and her face delighted....

As the song closed, the girl opened her eyes and saw her teacher nodding with satisfaction and saying

softly:

-Micaela, well done!