Abner and Alice buzzed with excitement in the master suite of Sterling Mansion as they packed for their upcoming trip."I've already arranged everything with the hangar staff, dear. They're taking care of the flight plan. What about our passports?" Abner confirmed, eager.Alice pointed to the dresser. "They're right there. I can't believe this is finally happening!""We're flying on one of our private jets to the Maldives!" Abner exclaimed with a grin.Alice teased him playfully. "And promise me you'll tread carefully in those muddy lagoons!"Abner chuckled, shaking his head. "The more you talk, the more curious I get about what you're referring to."Alice laughed, the couple's excitement palpable in the suite.The door swung open, and Sheila entered, finding the couple amidst their preparations."What are you guys up to? Already off on vacation?" Sheila inquired with a smile."Sorry, dear daughter-in-law! Weren't you the eager one to take charge at the conglomerate? We'll be taking s

Andreia's office at Urbano Magazine was fueled with tension as she read aloud Cindy's latest provocative article about the turmoil at Sterling Empire."And it looks like emotions are running high in the depths of the Sterling Empire. Some are not happy with the outcome of the Great Meeting and have decided to express their dissatisfaction through fights and chaos at Golden Letters. Our perennial celebrity, Jackson Borges, is always willing to fight for peace, as paradoxical as that may seem. Find out more details in Cindy Cardoso's column, here in Urbano Magazine," Andreia recited with a touch of irony.Nathan's face drained of color, clearly distressed, while Vicente wore a mocking smirk."MOM! You're not going to approve of this crappy article, are you?" Nathan protested, his voice tinged with desperation.Andreia remained composed, settling back into her chair and clicking 'forward' to send the article to the editing team."Approved," she replied coolly, her smile barely concealing

Hours later, Cindy rapped lightly on the door frame with her expression showing concern. Andreia sat hunched over her computer, absorbed in some unseen task."Can I come in, boss?" Cindy's voice broke the silence.Andreia looked up, her brow furrowing briefly before she replied, "Of course, Cindy. What do you need?"Cindy stepped inside, shutting the door gently behind her.Her gaze darted around the room, searching for signs of the earlier tension that hung in the air like an unspoken secret."I came to ask if everything is okay here. After I left, your son called me into his office and forbade me from writing articles about him. Now he's gone," Cindy explained in a low voice.Andreia rubbed her tired eyes, sighing deeply. "He's going to be difficult for the rest of his life, it seems.""I'm sorry. What should I really do?" Cindy asked, her doubt palpable."Cindy, I approved the article, but I hope you won't make my son the frequent subject of your pieces, okay?" Andreia's tone softe

The sun dipped low over Blue Cove, casting long shadows that stretched across the beach house where Andreia sat, engrossed in her favorite soap opera, 'Love Spins the World'.She lounged on the couch, a bucket of popcorn resting on her lap, eager for the drama to unfold.Yesterday, Othon Rios appeared without a shirt and that stirred up the excitement of the female audience.Andreia whispered slyly to herself, "this is what we need..."Before she could delve further into her TV fantasy, the front door swung open with a bang.In stumbled Vicente, his face twisted with anger, shoving Nathan ahead of him.The tension crackled in the air between father and son, remnants of the recent fight still etched on their faces."Hey! What is this? Hubby, why are you pushing your son like that?" Andreia exclaimed with fear."Ask him what he was doing at the Gibraltar Club!" Vicente's voice boomed, filling the room with accusation."Hanging out with his friends, isn't that right, son?" Andreia interj

Inside Nathan's bedroom at the beach house, tensions escalated as Nathan defiantly packed his belongings amidst the disapproval of his parents."Is this how spoiled children who can't get what they want behave: they run away from home! Nate, how old are you?" Vicente's voice boomed with anger."I'll be twenty-five, that's why I need to get out of here! I'm a grown man. I had my own house, which now belongs to the ridiculous Borges family," Nathan replied sarcastically, his movements brisk as he stuffed items into suitcases without care."Don't say that. The house looks beautiful and elegant, nothing like that modern glass monstrosity where you used to live," Andreia interjected, remembering that horrible house."Mom, don't change the subject! I can't stand having to answer to you guys anymore!" Nathan snapped with bitterness.Vicente attempted to calm the situation. "You're so desperate that you can't even pack properly. Calm down, take a deep breath!""Nate, Alfredo Dantas never want