Nathan didn’t like having lost some of his enthusiasm and giving Matthew an opening to counterattack. He straightens up in his chair and continues speaking, “Matthew, compose yourself. Our grandfather already warned you not to resort to verbal aggression, let alone physical aggression.”“That’s what you deserve, imbecile!” Matthew continues with a firm stance, “You’re trying to blame those who read the chapters of Gabriel Mattos’ book without detecting plagiarism. Well, you read it too. Something like that didn’t cross your mind, huh?”“You felt like the guy was ‘inspired’ by Jonah Lopes.” Nathan tries at all costs to convince others of Matthew’s guilt.“Yes, but I never thought about plagiarism. In fact, when was the last time someone tried to fool Golden Letters that easily?”Abner and Evandro start to think.“Huh... It’s been a long time, long before the pandemic...” Evandro comments.“We have always been careful in this regard.” Abner responds, “On the other hand, we used to think

Just so it doesn’t become obvious that Andreia is no longer interested in Nathan, she decides to ask, “What happened, Nate?”“Cindy Cardoso gave an interview to Jonah Lopes! Who authorized this?” Nathan complains.“And what’s so bad about this interview?” Vicente cranes his neck towards his cell phone.“Jonah Lopes is calm, unwilling to sue Golden Letters, and practically clearing Matt of the mess!” Nathan gets up.He leaves the kitchen while Vicente takes out his cell phone to read better.“So, I was slapped by my father for this?” Andreia asks sourly.“Honey, your father didn’t have the right. You guys need to fix this as soon as possible.” Vicente speaks while reading the interview.“Vince, we’ve been arguing since the moment I looked at you.” Andreia sighs, “They will never accept you as a son-in-law, give up.”“So should I let you continue to be demoralized?” Vicente becomes impatient, just like his son.“Do whatever you want, I don’t care anymore!” Andreia stands up abruptly. Sh

The men in black suits and sunglasses notice a young man approaching from the water. From what they could see, the young man was reluctant to leave the sea.Jackson remained submerged from the waist down in the water, more interested in watching the hole being dug.The two men holding Gabriel looked at each other. One of them said, “This young man probably owns the clothes we found. He won’t come out of the water with us around.”The second man crouched down, picked up Jackson’s clothes and towel, and turned to him. “Hey, young man! Do these things belong to you?”“Yes!” Jackson responds, “But, what’s going on there?”“You can get out of the water. No one will look.” The second man smiles gently and gestures at him.The first man turned Gabriel so he wouldn’t look at Jackson coming out of the sea. Jackson, realizing that his question was not answered, got out of the water and hurriedly grabbed his clothes.He managed to notice that there were two more men, without their suits and with

Matthew knew he was rocking his new vehicle. He also noticed David and Patricia’s perplexed looks from afar. Now all that was needed was to face the onlookers.But he wasn’t afraid. Matthew had decided that he wouldn’t use the Lamborghini casually to avoid appearing ostentatious. In David’s case, however, the matter was different...“Hello, everyone! Good morning. Hi, Patty, are you here to take the entrance exam?” Matthew asks as he gets out of the car, locking it and setting the alarm.David catches himself in time to grab Matthew by the collar. He needs to have self-control at the moment... “This is my car!”“IT WAS your car. Alan Rocha put it up for sale so you could learn to respect people.” Matthew boldly asserts, “And with the money you have, you can buy another model much better than this one. I don’t know why you oppress yourself so much.”“The point is that it’s YOU who’s driving this beauty. A former favela resident who didn’t have the same background as me.” David grunts.

In the women’s bathroom at the Happy Snack Bar, Cindy and Patricia would start a fight if it weren’t for a male voice surprising them both.Jackson had decided to enter, thinking about preventing a third world war, and he was right when he saw his sister being slapped.“Cindy, why would you do such a thing?” He asks, a little angry.“Ask your sister! She started being rude while I was about to leave!” Cindy looked like an elementary school student.“Bro, this fragile girl can’t take a joke.” Patricia massages her sore cheek.“Joke, about smelly, clogged latrines?” Cindy gets angry.“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t know your feces smelled like lavender.” Patricia starts to mock again.“ARGH, that’s disgusting!” Cindy trembles at the rudeness and starts to leave the bathroom, “Do you see, Patricia, why Matt chose me? I have more class and social projection. People will choose me as the next Mrs. Sterling while you continue your bad habits and favela language!”Jackson narrows his eyes, trying t