Diane visits the Mountain Penthouse, being welcomed by Kelvin and Karen. Kelvin has already showered and is now dressed for work.“Well, here I am. Daryl left earlier to visit Felipe. He’s living in Uncle Francisco’s old apartment, how cool.”“Have a seat, sister-in-law.” Kelvin points to the couch.Diane complies, waiting for the big news.“My wife and I discussed it and decided to invite you and Daryl to live here with us while you look for another place,” Kelvin announces, sitting down in the armchair.Diane looks at Karen, seeking confirmation.Karen nods with a smile. “That’s right, Diane. We want you here.”“The penthouse is huge, with several available rooms.” Kelvin affirms, “There’s a master suite, which used to be Felipe’s old room, that can serve for both of you.”Diane nods. “I know which one it is. Kelvin, your intention is very good. But, won’t we be a bother?”Karen kindly responds, “On the contrary, friend. You will help us. Especially with Antony.”“That’s true. Altho

The big night of Pedro and Daniela’s wedding had arrived. The ceremony took place at the Rocha Events Hall in Lagoon City. Josias walked around the venue in his new navy blue suit (he liked that color), approvingly looking at the facilities. The hall was partially covered, giving guests the option to enjoy the party outdoors or under the safety of the roof. If it happened to start raining, there was the covered area. The huge table of snacks and drinks was frequently visited by guests. The bride and groom, standing near the cake, couldn’t help but notice their reminiscing. “Do you remember, dear?” Pedro asked, “It was at a snack table that we met.” “Yes, I just can’t remember which wedding...” Daniela nodded. “We were so connected that we don’t even remember anymore, heh heh...” Pedro covered his mouth with his hand. Beto and Teresa approached them. They were all elegantly dressed for the occasion. Pedro wore a black tuxedo with a vest, while Daniela wore the most modern brid

It was a bright morning at the Teodoro Building, where Beto and Teresa were managing the lobby as they took care of things while Pedro and Daniela enjoyed their honeymoon. Beto sat at the front desk processing tenant payments, while Teresa assisted with inquiries from prospective renters.“Rent is $250, and that includes utilities,” Teresa explained to a client who seemed interested.“Wow, that’s a great deal! The price is cheap considering the building’s quality, especially for being on the outskirts,” the client replied, impressed.“Would you like to finalize the contract today?” Teresa asked with a friendly smile.“I need to talk to my wife first, but we’ll come back later today,” the client assured her, leaving with a positive nod.Beto glanced up from his work. “All set, Mrs. Marocas. You’re up to date on your rental payments.”“Thank you for your patience, Beto. I’ll see you later, Tess!” Mrs. Marocas replied warmly.“See you!” Teresa called after her.With a moment of peace in

Inside the master suite of the Rocha Mansion, Josias and Melissa are on their phones, receiving two very different pieces of news.Melissa smiles brightly. “Beto, this is wonderful, congratulations!”On the other hand, Josias is somber as he speaks into his phone. “Isabel, we’re on our way as fast as we can.”Melissa, still holding her phone, turns to Josias. “Send my best to Rose. We were just packing when Josias got a call. Something about Izzy.” She covers the phone with her hand and looks at her husband. “Honey, Rosemary is pregnant! What happened with Izzy?”Josias covers his phone too. “Isabel called. Francisco woke up very weak this morning. She called an ambulance... It seems like he’s dying, dear.”Melissa is horrified. “Oh, God! What do we do now?”Josias, torn between emotions, hesitates. “I’m happy for Rose, but Francisco’s situation is urgent. We need to get to the hospital.”Melissa goes back to her phone. “Beto, we just found out Francisco is in the hospital. It seems..

It had been a few hours since Rodrigo, Kelvin, and Daryl entered Francisco’s hospital room. Francisco lay pale and weak in his bed, barely able to chew the food the nurse had fed him. His frail condition was evident, and the concern in the room was palpable.“If this continues, it’s better to bring processed food or soup for dinner,” the nurse advised gently. “He can’t go without eating, but he barely managed to have lunch.”Rodrigo nodded, trying to keep his composure. “We understand, nurse. Thank you very much.”As the nurse left the room, the soft beeping of the multi-parameter monitor filled the silence, recording Francisco’s weakening heartbeat. His eyes were closed, his breathing slow and labored.“I’m so sorry, Rod,” Daryl said, breaking the stillness.Rodrigo took a deep breath, trying to hold back his emotions. “At least the two brothers will meet in Paradise now,” he replied softly.Daryl nodded, his voice laced with both sorrow and hope. “Along with our mother.”Kelvin chim