Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

After Walking Media took over the recording and production of the trainee variety show, Micaela began to work tirelessly.

The Apprentice, a competition variety show, has launched its audition program.

The Amengual Group studio boss, who is very little above the production of this variety show, has the whole big set almost under control on Micaela’s side.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

While Micaela’s team was busy, the Amengual Group team on set was relaxing, watching the taping with French fries in hand, and occasionally picking up their phones to review variety shows from other broadcasters for inspiration for their scripts and characters.

Walking Media’s project team leader couldn’t take it anymore and said to Micaela: “Boss, I can’t take it anymore, is Grupo Amengual like kings? The Amengual Group is not working, why are they doing this job? If it’s in the contract that they will pay us according to our share of the work, so be it, but the 50 50 whores don’t do any of the work!”.

Micaela looked at the Amengual Group staff, who were indeed relaxed, and said with a frown, “Calm down, how many people do we have left? There are too many people at the auditions, it’s easy to have problems, have you asked the Amengual Group to send someone to help?”

“Why yell, those guys don’t even move their ass like gentlemen, I think they’re here on vacation!

Micaela patted him on the arm and said calmly, “I’ll go negotiate, you try to mobilize people to finish the recording, and I’ll solve the problem with the Amengual Group. ”

“Boss, if we go on like this, we are very understaffed, one of us is almost three people, and the Amengual Group is asking us for something as trivial as buying a lunchbox! What a bully!”

Micaela couldn’t help but feel anger in her heart, but she contained her emotions and remained calm in the face of the big picture. “Okay, stop complaining, I’ll ask you all for a snack and milk tea later, it’s been hard work for everyone, let’s all work harder, when the filming is over, everyone will get a bonus this month.”

The project producer then calmed his anger and sat down to continue recording.

Micaela walked over to the Amengual Group’s side and asked the staff, “Where’s your producer?”

“I had too much milk tea and went to the bathroom.”

Good thing her staff is too busy to take a sip of water, while those of the Amengual Group do nothing but eat and drink.

It would be a lie to say that we are not angry.

When the Amengual Group producer returned, Micaela said, with a smile on her face, “Producer Mascorro is very tired and has a bad stomach, why don’t I go buy him some medicine to speed up the work process?”

After being stunned by Micaela’s serious and flirtatious comments, producer Mascorro looked at Micaela and said, “Mr. Esequiel, I know your company is in a hurry to produce results, but a variety show of this magnitude cannot be rushed, slow work makes fine work. Mr. Esequiel, you should also give your staff a break, like us at Grupo Amengual, we never squeeze our staff and there are very few times that we stay up late at night recording desperately.”

“…” Micaela gritted her teeth, but without showing her face, she swam, “Okay, someday I’ll get lessons from your president Nico on how to get through the production cycle without squeezing the staff through the entire production cycle.”

The producer, Yan, just laughed indifferently, unafraid of Micaela’s threats.

Micaela should have thought of that. If the Amengual Group employees didn’t have someone behind them, they wouldn’t have dared to be so arrogant, risking delays in their work, and they wouldn’t be able to pay for the breach of contract, but Nico did.

Soon after, a voice came from the set: “Mr. Nico is here for a visit! He’s brought a lot of good stuff.”

When Campoverde entered the set with a cart of food and drink, the Amengual Group crew jumped up and went to get their food.

The staff on this side of Walk Media is being squeezed, panting and working, looking at the Amengual Group employees with a look that could kill them.

The atmosphere and order of work on the set was completely disrupted.

Nico stood out in the crowd with all his coolness, and Micaela saw it at once.

Between them, separated by a tide of people.

Micaela looked across the room at him and made a call.

Here Nico, when he saw the caller ID, the corners of his lips ticked slightly without moving, the curve was small and subtle, he answered without slowing down, brought the phone to his ear and picked it up, looking across the room at her as well.

The hustle and bustle of the set.

Micaela says, “I don’t mind that President Nico wants to raise pigs, but this show is a traveling production with the Amengual Group, and the money for the production of the show does not come out of his pocket. Our staff is not cattle ranchers and will only do the work assigned to us, if we do the work, President Nico will take it on himself!”

Micaela uttered a stern word in a cold voice.

But Nico asks, “Have you eaten?”

“…” irrelevant topic.

The man looked across the room at her somewhat dazed and disgusted face and said, “How can you work hard if you don’t eat well? Eat with me and I’ll get you moving.”

“I ate.” Micaela blurted out the sentence indifferently.

Nico wasn’t buying it, “Lies.”

He saw her frown and Nico frowned slightly as he said over the phone, “Turn right.”

Micaela wrinkled her nose, “Doing what?”.

But still, subconsciously, he turns to the right.

It’s a glass mirror.

Nico prodded, “The face as white as a female ghost, and this is what it looks like after a good meal?”.

“Too much base. nico…”

She was about to get angry when Nico, for his part, had beeped and hung up.

Micaela turned to look.

Nico’s face was cold as he spoke to producer Mascorro, who was sitting in front of the camera, who immediately put down the lunchbox in his hand, slapped his hand to the crew and shouted, “Stop eating! Get to work! Finish your work before you eat! How can you eat when you’re all so fat?”

Producer Mascorro grabbed another loudspeaker and yelled, “Where’s the field control? Dead! Get over there and help!”

The staff on the traveling media side gaped open-mouthed.

“Crikey, what’s going on?”

“They’ve finally found his conscience!”

Micaela saw Nico cross the crowd and come this way.

Micaela stood there with a vague cramp in her belly, not knowing if it was physical or mental.

When Aida, the assistant, approached, her eyes widened and she was shocked to see a bunch of red blood stains on Micaela’s light dress and said, “Boss…. what…”

Aida is standing behind Micaela, trying to cover herself as much as possible.

Micaela was too busy to know what was going on, let alone the little abdominal cramps like that, which had occurred off and on since the abortion.

Micaela turned to look at Aida, “What’s wrong?”.

“…”

Behind her, a tall, erect body suddenly enveloped her, followed by a weight on her shoulders.

A black men’s wool coat, which was long and covered the awkwardness of her skirt, was draped over her.

Aida leaned close to Micaela and whispered in her ear, “Jefa, you have your period…”.

Micaela was stunned.

Nico stood behind her, looked at her and said, “I’ll take you home to rest.”

Micaela’s dress was dirty and she just wanted to get out of here and change into a clean outfit as soon as possible, so she didn’t reply to Nico and just walked quickly to the outside of the outfit.