In Matthew’s office at Sterling Empire Headquarters, he finally confronted Sheila, asking who she suspected of killing Karl. Sheila looked taken aback, hesitating.“Son, I don’t want to be reckless with accusations,” she replied, unease in her voice.Matthew pressed on, “My grandparents think you already are just for suggesting murder.”Sheila pursed her lips. “They prefer to believe the most convenient answer. But the thing is... well, you know that when Vicente married Andreia, he was nothing but a freeloader living off our money.”“I’ve been informed of that,” Matthew said. “I also know Nate isn’t Andreia’s child, which is why I opposed so strongly to him taking over the conglomerate.”Sheila nodded. “Well, Karl and Vicente were constantly at odds, to the point where he and Andreia moved into that apartment. I witnessed fierce arguments between them. I even asked Karl to tone it down before Vicente lost his cool and did something crazy.”“But my dad didn’t stop,” Matthew observed.

In his office at Silva Oil Company, Ronaldo was intently monitoring the transport of oil through underground pipelines. As he prepared to start a videoconference with the refinery’s collection manager, who had sent a message to confirm everything was under control, his desk phone rang, interrupting him just as he was about to click on the video.Annoyed, Ronaldo muttered to himself, “Who could that be?” before answering, “Hello?”On the other end, Ernesto’s voice sounded panicked. “Mr. Silva? We need help! There’s a dockworker here who’s very unwell, shaking uncontrollably! It looks like he’s having a seizure!”Ronaldo’s face turned serious. “Oh, crap! I’m calling an ambulance!”He hung up immediately and dialed the company’s emergency services.“Go immediately to dock 07. There’s an employee who needs to go to the hospital!”Just then, Gustavo burst through the door, looking alarmed. “Mr. Silva, have you been informed about what’s happening?”“Yes, and I’m already taking action,” Ron

In the afternoon at Silva Oil Company, Gustavo approached Ronaldo’s office, visibly concerned.He knocked and stepped in. “Mr. Silva, can we talk for a bit?”Ronaldo, still typing at his computer, looked up. “Yes, come in, Gustavo. How is your colleague? Did he arrive safely at the Andrade clinic?”Scratching the back of his neck, Gustavo replied, “That’s what I wanted to talk about. I think he might have needed to go directly to Blue Cove General Hospital. The clinic isn’t equipped to handle such severe cases.”Ronaldo glanced over at Gustavo, calm. “I don’t think it’s that serious, Gustavo. I checked Kirk’s history. No, he doesn’t have any history of sudden seizures or epilepsy. That attack was atypical. Let’s let the clinic staff take care of him, and if they think it’s necessary, they will transfer him to a larger hospital.”“Well, let’s just hope that won’t be necessary, right?”“I also checked with his family,” Ronaldo continued. “They swear that Kirk hasn’t had anything in the

That afternoon, in his office at Golden Letters, Karl watched Jorge’s podcast with a wary eye, hoping Jonah wouldn’t say anything unwise.Jonah’s voice echoed through the room. “Not quite like that. I don’t accuse Jorge Podcast of stifling my freedom of expression. I just wanted to stick to the agenda we agreed on. During our last conversation, I was under the guidance of Golden Letters; on ‘Germano News’, I only went there to talk about my personal life. Please, dear fans, don’t spread hate on social media towards Jorge Nunes, he’s a good guy.”Karl scoffed, muttering under his breath, “‘Under the guidance of Golden Letters,’ is that how you phrase the situation, man? Anyone with a keen ear will interpret that as censorship on our part. What an idiot!”At that moment, Matthew entered the room and caught Karl grumbling. “Good afternoon, Lawrence.”Karl jumped up in surprise. “Good afternoon, Matthew. I was watching the podcast where your favorite writer decided to show up — again.”Ma

Elaine’s face went pale when Matthew mentioned the idea of annulling their marriage, fear flashing across her features.“Do you have to bring that up, knowing full well I don’t want it?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly.“I know. I don’t want that either,” Matthew assured her. “But that’s not what I want to talk about. Can’t you see that your interactions with Aunt Liz aren’t doing you any favors?”Elaine looked horrified. “Matt, she’s your aunt! Why are you so against her?”“The embarrassments you’ve caused at fancy restaurants are reason enough.”“Oh, but there’s a more important reason,” Elaine countered, recalling her actions. “The frame of Patricia that I rightly threw into the fireplace—”Matthew’s expression darkened. “And that nearly cost you your marriage!”Stepping out from behind her desk, Elaine clung to his suit jacket. “Darling, please, let’s not bring it up again! What does it cost you to admit you were wrong to have a picture of my rival?”Matthew looked away. “