Vera is approaching the door to visit Wallace. As she approaches, she hears screams and cheers from inside. Out of curiosity, she knocks on the door.Uélton opens the door and finds Vera waiting with a slight smile. "Good afternoon. Am I interrupting something?""Well, we are in the family. You are...""Vera Reis, I'm a friend of Pamela's, I came to visit her." Vera pretends she doesn't know everything that happened.From where Wallace is sitting, he sees Vera and smiles. "Let her pass, Uélton. She is Vera."Isabel looks at the beautiful brown-haired girl entering the apartment and smiles after confirming that it is the same girl she saw. Yes, blessed be God!"Hello, young lady!" Isabel holds out her hand, "Isabel Freire, the mother of this naughty boy. And this handsome gentleman is my husband, Harold Freire."Harold looks Vera up and down and understands why Pamela is jealous, "A pleasure, miss."Uélton a

Adrian feels some tightness in his heart and a lump in his throat when he sees the engagement ring on Melissa's finger. She notices his grimace."Is there a problem, Adrian?"He pretends he doesn't know: "Beautiful ring on your hand."Melissa smiles, blows on her tea, and takes a sip. "Isn't it? Josias bought it for me. We're getting married."Adrian breathes so deeply that he seems to have sucked in all the air in the world. "Why are you doing this, Melissa?""Wow, that's what people do when they love each other, they get engaged and get married after a few months. I think that next year we'll go up to the altar."Adrian's tea became too bitter for him to drink. "Melissa, I don't want you to be hasty. Don't marry the first jerk who comes along.""Look, young man, you are treading on dangerous ground," Melissa warns him with a smile."You can't marry a guy who cheated on you twice," Adrian speaks in a desperate tone.Mel

Josias narrows his eyes, hardly believing he's going to have to act like a teacher disciplining two rowdy students. He shakes his head and speaks in a scolding tone, "Boys, I never expected this from you."He closes the door and goes on: "Can you explain what's going on here?""I think you better ask the office boy." Octavio's last word was laden with contempt.Josias stares at Adrian: "So, are you going to explain it to me?""Melissa asked me to keep the architect's floor plans. But let's say he wasn't nice to me this morning. So I kept the plans..."Adrian breaks off and bursts out laughing. Josias looks at Octavio, still serious."He kept my floor plans in the bathroom trash! They smell like used toilet paper!" Octavio explodes, hardly believing the other's daring to keep laughing."Adrian, stop laughing!" Josias orders and the office boy got quiet.Josias opens the door and finds that Romualdo hasn't arrived yet. "Before th

Josias is at the Driving School in a Chevrolet car, all tense and nervous, trying to park with difficulty on the sidewalk. The driving instructor is sweating and taking notes on the clipboard."You can speak without mercy, instructor." Josias laments with his head down.The instructor gives an encouraging smile. "Don't worry, Josias! Nobody is born knowing how to drive. It takes persistence and practice.""Yeah, but everyone keeps saying I can do everything." Josias unbuckles his seat belt to get out, "And I can't walk a mile without the car's engine dying."The instructor also unbuckles his belt and pulls the clutch that Josias was once again forgetting.Out of the car, Josias continues to whine. "I think I will become a millionaire and have a private driver.""Even millionaires know how to drive, Josias." The instructor reminds him."So I'm screwed. I think I'm going to become a homosexual because I can't do this man's thing."<

Josias is terribly worried about Romualdo. He has noticed that each time the Silva Construction Company grows; he becomes more strict and authoritarian. Will it be that when Josias is the successful businessman that everyone is prophesying, will he be like that too?"Adrian told you?" Josias dares to ask."Do you really think the bastard was going to tell?" Romualdo asks in scorching irony, "Of course not! Poor Octavio told me, adding that he had to redo the work. The client would pick up this floor plan and his fingers would stink of excrement!"Romualdo clenches his fist and punches the desk, anger latent in his face. He hasn't worked for long years as a foreman and bricklayer, and he's not sweating blood to build the company to have employees who behave like elementary school kids!Josias sits down and tries to calm him down. "Yesterday I already gave a reprimand.""Thank you so much, Josias." Romualdo's face doesn't make it clear to Josias that