In the Silva Penthouse, Jasmine and Liz were shocked to learn that Patricia will be the next host of the charity event.Jasmine stood up abruptly and pointed her index finger in her enemy’s face, “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? Patricia Borges, if you have an ounce of decency, refuse this designation IMMEDIATELY!”Patricia couldn’t hold back anymore. With a slow but dangerous voice, she questioned, “But who are you to demand anything from me?”“I am Jasmine Silva, a socialite from Blue Cove, the sister of your boyfriend who was used and dumped by you!”Sheila is bothered, “Jasmine, let’s not dwell on the past! Not even Ronaldo thinks about it anymore. Remember the dead reveler.”Jasmine sat back down, neutralized by the memory of the dead partygoer.Liz shook her head. “Patty, excuse my daughter’s bluntness, but she has a point. You don’t have the necessary qualifications to host distinguished people from society. You don’t know how to conduct a charity event and lack the talent and experienc

Jasmine was being interrogated about a serious matter by Cindy without knowing that the journalist was hiding in the stall of the LCN bathroom.However, Cindy felt that the matter was urgent, and it didn’t matter where they discussed it, “Jasmine, did you hear me?”Jasmine sat on the bed and massaged her temple with her free hand. “Yes, I heard you. I just don’t know if it’s worth answering. I had an unsatisfactory result discussing the matter here at home.”“What happened? Is your family okay with Patty organizing the auction?” Cindy asked horrified.“I don’t know if they agree or just tolerate Patty to annoy me.” Jasmine replied with a furrowed brow, “At least my dad and brother were straightforward. My Mom lost the strength to fight and simply went with the flow.”“That’s absurd!” Cindy exclaimed, “This event is perfect for you!”“Yes, organizing charity events with the whole media spotlight on you...” Jasmine smiled bitterly, “Let me guess: you’re out too?”“Yes, Marilza Peres got

Jasmine and Liz meet at the Siren Restaurant for lunch.At the table, they place their order with the waiter. Another waiter has already served dry wine for them.“I can’t believe you managed to interact with Patricia Borges without wanting to slap her, Mom,” Jasmine complained.“Believe me, daughter. I wanted to. But what I have in desire, I also have in self-control.” Liz sipped her wine, “If we don’t have control over our impulses, life would be more complicated.”“Where is the complication?” Jasmine smiled ironically, “Slapping Patricia is life.”“Oh, my dear, we’ll never prosper that way.” Liz complained, “Meanwhile, your enemy continues to thrive, being trained by Alice Sterling to lead a charity auction.”“By the way, shouldn’t the great families of Blue Cove mobilize to donate something, right?” Jasmine narrowed her eyes.“Definitely. Why, do you have something to donate?”“How much do you think someone would pay for that Backstreet Boys poster I have in my room?” Jasmine smil

Cindy smiles a little as she realizes she managed to get Ronaldo’s attention by telling him the truth that Matthew and Patricia conveniently hid from everyone.Ronaldo gets up and goes to the wardrobe. He chooses a black t-shirt, chino pants, and a blazer to go out.“What are you doing?” Cindy is in doubt.“Do you expect me to hear something like this and stay still?” Ronaldo puts on the shirt, “I’m going right now to Vanda Borges’ book launch.”Cindy hides her excitement. “Really? Do you know about the launch?”“Everyone knows. This was aired on all kinds of media. You also found out without even being a fan of hers.” Ronaldo comments as he puts on the pants.“Unfortunately, it’s like certain TV shows that you’re not interested in, but people keep talking about,” Cindy says as she crosses her arms.“Okay, Cindy, thank you very much for the information. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell Jasmine.” Ronaldo asks.“Is it really serious about the sedatives?” Cindy belittles her friend.

In the Silva Penthouse, Fernando walked into Ronaldo’s room and closed the door. Fernando was already dressed to go out while his son was in dress pants and a belt, just needing to put on his shirt.“I came as soon as I could, son. But I find it strange that you texted me when we are both in the same apartment,” Fernando jokes.“You won’t find it funny, dad, after you hear what happened yesterday,” Ronaldo continues seriously.“Cindy Cardoso came here, told you something, and you went to Vanda Borges’ book signing,” Fernando looks around, “I don’t see the book.”“No, I didn’t get a signed copy. I hope Mrs. Borges forgives me, maybe her book would’ve been worth it. But when Patty confirmed to me...”“What did she confirm?” Fernando asked.“She didn’t tell me, but it was her silence that made me sure...” Ronaldo sat on the bed, “Did you know that before I made that ‘half-hour’ joke, Patty and Matt were already together, swearing eternal love?”Fernando is slow to believe. “Hold on, Ron.