Alan is now in Josias’s office, following his father’s instructions.“Son, as you may know, your grandparents are retiring. I don’t know who will replace your grandfather Vernon, but your grandmother Elza got Jane Motta to be the replacement at the hotel. With that, they’ll go on vacation and I intend to take a closer look at the hotel and other enterprises.”Alan smiles hopefully, “Are you going to check out Cardozo Perfumes? After all, you bought some shares.”“Yes, I’m going to stay closer for now, to help them in any way possible. In fact, Mrs. Cardozo managed to settle in my old office space, in the Vargas Building.”“Look, what an interesting coincidence.” Alan laughs.“So, son, I believe it’s time for you to take care of some matters of the company you’ll inherit.” Josias announces as he heads to the drinks table, “You’re old eno

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Bernardo found his wife with a perplexed expression. Something was wrong.Behind Maggie came some Maggiezine photographers to capture the legendary engagement of the Rocha Constructions heir. But she gestured for them to stop for a moment.“Wait a minute, guys. I need to have a serious talk with the owner of the residence.”Erasmo and Olivia were surprised. What was happening?Maggie approached them. Elza, cleverly, approached behind them and listened to the conversation.“Mrs. Marçal, what’s the matter?” Olivia smiled nervously, looking at the guests.“Are you going to start registering the engagement?” Erasmo asked anxiously.“You know I came for just that purpose.” Maggie responds respectfully, “But I simply can’t show my readers this confusing scenario. How is the article writer going to describe it here?”

In the Teodoro Building, Rosemary was reading the latest issue of Maggiezine. She smiles when she sees the article covering Alan’s engagement. The lobby radio complies with tradition by playing “Mas Que Nada”, by Sérgio Mendes and The Black Eyed Peas.Patrick went downstairs and found Rosemary thoughtful.“Good morning, Rose.”Rosemary notices the tenant’s presence, “Good morning, Pat. Are you going to work?”“Yes.” Patrick points to the magazine, “Must have been a good party, huh?”“Yes. Caroline was a little upset because she didn’t trust her sister-in-law, but everything went well.”Patrick smiles mischievously, “Is it true what Cláudio Guzman said? That the party was going to be at the Vasquez Mansion, but because of the bizarre decorations, they moved the party at the last minute to Josias Rocha’s house?”Rosemary looks like she doesn’t want to gossip but let it go anyway, “Look, I’m not one to create intrigue... but knowing Uncle Josias, I’d say he was already ready to suggest h

Josias and Octavio are stunned by Caio’s question. Should he call the police to report drug dealers?“What did William do?” Josias asks after a few seconds of bewilderment.“He didn’t do anything.” Caio responds, “Maybe that was the mistake, huh?”“Well, nephew, if you really want my opinion...” Josias takes a deep breath and answers seriously, “I’d tell you to report it to the police. The Happiness Slum police station wasn’t built so people wouldn’t use it. What’s the point of having police if we don’t open our mouths to report crimes? The police won’t know when to act.”Caio nods, “I understand. I confess that I was a little scared, even though my father resolved it calmly. As they now know that that land belongs to the family of the wife of the legendary Josias Rocha, if something goes wrong, they can blame us.”Josias and Octavio laugh respectfully.Octavio states, “Caio, it’s exactly the opposite. Now that they know that the land belongs to you, no miscreants will dare to bother

At the Night Lagoon nightclub, Kelvin, Maggie, Thierry, and Rosemary look around the place to decide where the best spot for Rosemary to be photographed will be. The nightclub has all the lights on and is empty, which is strange for older people.“Guys, who knew I could go into a nightclub without the deafening music and drunken people bumping into me?” Rosemary asks, making the others laugh.“Don’t say something like that.” Kelvin says good-naturedly, “The owner of this place wants you to always be the party girl, shouldering all the burdens.”Kelvin scratches his ear and Maggie notices it. “What’s up, bro?”“This morning, I took the twins to the beach and they wanted to bury me in the sand.” Kelvin speaks with a smile, showing no resentment towards his children, “They buried me completely, and by the time Melissa realized this, the tidal waves had already advanced past where I was. The people not only had to dig me up but also prevent me from drowning!”“What about the twins?” Thier