At General Hospital, Gabriela enters Dr. Silvana to talk about Sandra.Dr. Silvana is curious, “Good morning, Mrs. Queiroz. Do you want to take some exams?”Gabriela sits down, “Yes, I want to do a DNA test.”Dr. Silvana is paralyzed for a few seconds, then comments, “Hmm... And who would the test be on?”“My daughter Sandra.” Gabriela says quietly, “I want to know if she really is my current husband’s daughter.”It’s Gabriela’s tranquility that gets Dr. Silvana alarmed, “Mrs. Queiroz, I remember that we did a DNA test with the help of my colleague, Dr. Antenor, and the test—”“I know the result of THAT test.” Gabriela interrupts her, “But I want to perform a second test. Call Dr. Antenor for us to formalize this crap soon.”Dr. Silvana gets irritated, “Mrs. Queiroz, a DNA test cannot be requested as if you wer

At the Rocha Hotel, Elza tells Jane that Daryl’s threat cannot go unpunished. The two friends continue to talk.“Daryl Mountain is crossing the line!” Elza exclaims, “I remember how they insinuated that Josias should divorce Kate when they were still well off. Afterward, they befriended Gabriela, effectively ruining my son’s marriage, and symbolically causing the deaths of Kate and my grandson J.J. And we have this inexplicable war between you, even though Jack married Veronica.”Jane takes a deep breath, “It’s not inexplicable, Elza. Do you remember, between 1997 and 1998, when Daryl hinted that Josias should pass the succession of Rocha Constructions to David instead of Alan? Well, Octavio was the first to realize that Daryl was nothing more than a schemer. That’s where our feud started.”“But that was years ago, and Josias has decided that Alan will succeed him.” Elza says, “Jane, c

At Octavio’s house, he and Tiago discuss the problem that still hangs in the air.Tiago, after long seconds of suspense and with a mysterious smile, decides to answer, “No, our master doesn’t know yet.”“Phew, that’s good...”“But it’s not for lack of opportunity!” Tiago raises his index finger, “Octavio, stop the delay and tell Josias today. I cannot admit that someone who benefits from our master’s protection would dare to do such things.”Octavio shrugs, “Tiago, the more time I spend with my son, the more I suspect that everything Daryl told me is nothing more than a bruised ego. Seriously speaking: what could he do to hurt me?”“Millions of things.” Tiago lists with his fingers, “He can hire henchmen to beat you, rape Jane, kidnap Augusto, or arrange for Josias to fire you as Chief Architect... Hell is the limit.”“The

At Crystal Blue, the people in the restaurant got the biggest fright.As night shift waiters prepared for service, cooks made the mise en place, and Daryl and Diana chatted at the bar, all the lights went out.Felipe screamed in fright, “YAU! It’s Armageddon!”“Calm down, people, it was just a power outage!” Daryl takes charge, “Light candles and lanterns while the electricity company fixes this.”Diane looks at the windowpane, “Honey, I don’t think it’s an electricity company repair. Look.”Daryl also looks at the windowpane and finds, to his surprise, that the streetlights are still on.He goes outside the restaurant and notes that there’s still power in the other buildings... in the entire city, except Crystal Blue.“But what is going on here?” Daryl returns inside, “Anyone looking at us like that will think we didn’t pay the electricity

In the Mountain Penthouse, Daryl balled up the LCN newspaper and threw it over the balcony with uncontained fury.“CURSE!” He exclaims fiercely, “How dare she? How did this information reach the newspapers so quickly?”Diane and Felipe approach him.“Father, don’t be angry.” Felipe asks, “According to what I’m learning in Informatics, the Internet makes news circulate quickly. A mouse click is enough, and information is forwarded to dozens or hundreds of contacts!”“How horrible.” Daryl sits in the armchair, sinking his hands on his head, “It was with this modernity that Gabriela was photographed acting as Josias’s girlfriend. She is now taking revenge for writing that demeaning article.”Felipe widens his eyes, “Father, were you or Mother responsible for those photos?”“No, son, we swear we don’t!” Diane exclaims, “W