The conversation between Karl and Sheila continued in the lobby of their building. Karl was wearing a knowing smile. “Why that silly grin?” Sheila felt like Karl's dentist. “Don’t worry; I don’t want to be arrogant.” Karl replied lightheartedly, “You just proved my thesis.” “Lawrence, you’re just a friend, employee, and fan of my son. You don’t need to present any theories.” Sheila warned him. “Oh, I absolutely do. I have that right, especially as a friend.” Karl became serious, “Sheila, now more than ever, Matt needs you.” “I know that. I intend to be the mother he needs.” Sheila smiled softly, “But my mother told me not to follow in Alice’s footsteps.” Karl held back from slipping again, but he became irritated inside at hearing his mother-in-law insulting his own mother! “Don’t do that, Sheila. You don’t want to follow in your mother-in-law’s footsteps.” Karl tried to argue without ruining his disguise. “For example, despite enjoying our conversations here, I prefer a thousa

At the Cardoso family’s house, breakfast continued without any more hilarious surprises. Cindy was purple with embarrassment from her parents catching Jackson. Jackson was wearing a white t-shirt and blue-green sweatpants, also feeling down about his earlier show. Zilda jokingly commented, “He, he... What’s this, folks? Are we going to maintain this funereal silence now?” “How was the trip, Mom?” Cindy asked nervously. Germano took the lead, “Actually, we want to know the juicy details about Matthew and Elaine Prates’ wedding.” “What wedding?” Cindy rolled her eyes, satisfied to be out of the spotlight. “First of all, I decided not to go.” Zilda got worried, “Daughter, don’t you think people will suggest you didn’t show up because you’re in love with Matt?” “No, it was exactly the opposite,” Cindy smirked, “The one who gave that impression was Patty.” Jackson added, somewhat embarrassed, “Lawrence Vieira, PR for Golden Letters and my mom’s agent, suggested Patty go to the wedd

On the golf course, Hélio reacted furiously upon hearing Leonardo call his daughter a harlot. “Listen here, man, who do you think you are to—” “Oh, come on, man!” Leonardo gestured aristocratically. “Are you going to tell me that what we saw at my grandson’s wedding was normal? Didn’t you understand the message your daughter sent to Matt, Elaine, and all the guests?” Hélio shook his head. “The message your grandson understood is that Patty loves him and is fed up with Matt and Elaine.” Leonardo was flabbergasted. “You’re reacting as if you approve of such shamelessness!” Hélio tried reasoning with the businessman. “Look, if I had known what my daughter wanted to do, I would have stopped her. But it was Lawrence Vieira, the PR for Golden Letters, who egged her on. He’s a big fan of Matt and insists on calling your daughter ‘Mrs. Sterling.’ The longer time goes on, the more my daughter will regret this.” Leonardo sneered. “Of course she regrets it because she saw that her audacity

Ronaldo meets Patricia at the Siren restaurant, and his expression, once cloudy and somber, transforms into sunny and bright. Patricia has the power to eliminate any stress and discomfort from the men around her. “Hi, babe! Is it just me, or were you frowning?” Patricia greets him with a peck on his cheek. “It was work problems. We need more vessels to transport the excess oil that the platforms are collecting. It seems that, outside of our studies, we found a gigantic pocket!” Ronaldo leads Patricia to the table and they both sit. Patricia continues to smile. “I think it’s so cool when you’re focused on your work. As your wife, I promise to help you as much as I can.” “You’ll help us with the advertising campaigns my dad is planning.” Ronaldo caresses Patricia’s delicate hands. Those hands are so soft! The waiter comes with the menus, and they choose their dishes. “Sweetheart, while we wait,” Ronaldo takes out his phone, “Can you explain what this is?” Patricia looks at Ronald

Leonardo and Fernando discuss Ronaldo and Patricia, the big concern of the moment at Silva Oil Company. “Dad, you said you had an unpleasant conversation with Hélio Borges,” Fernando reminds him. “Oh, yes, but your son reacted with disgust. I can understand him now,” Leonardo scratches the back of his neck. “What did he say?” Fernando is curious. “Actually, it was me who provoked him, insinuating that Patty would cause a feud between cousins,” Leonardo confesses, somewhat awkwardly. “I didn’t know it was my other grandson who was causing the trouble.” “We need to be careful, Dad,” Fernando worries, intertwining his fingers. “Ron is in a fragile state of mind. If he even suspects that Patty is responding to Matt's flirtations, he won't be able to handle it this time. A nervous breakdown is the MINIMUM that can happen!” Leonardo grows anxious. “We can't let that happen! Sheila needs to help us!” Fernando sighs despondently. “Sheila will always support Matt. If Matt wants to have