In the dining room of the Borges House, Hélio and Vanda notice that Patricia isn’t happy. Vanda leans toward her. “Dear, what’s going on?” Hélio suggests, “Is there some problem at work, with all this confusion surrounding the drug dealing?” Patricia answers while serving herself, her voice somewhat disheartened, “Sort of. I... ended up doubting Cindy once again.” Hélio and Vanda exchange worried glances. “Tell us more, daughter,” Hélio didn’t ask; he commanded. “I found Cindy and Jackson talking about it when I got home from work. Cindy exaggerated her questions, making me suspicious if she wanted to write something about the Silva Oil Company. I thought she was just using the opportunity to slander me.” Vanda gasps in horror. “But what would you have to do with something like that?” “Mom, some people online are already accusing Jackson or making disgusting insinuations about the drug network.” Patricia served herself guava juice. “They think that because we came from the fav

Friday. At the Borges House, Cindy was still deep in thought about what to do regarding the bombshell information Zilda had dropped on her yesterday. Noises from the bathroom indicated Jackson was taking a shower. Cindy paced back and forth, muttering to herself. “What am I going to do... why did Dad agree to something like this? Just when I decided to apologize... but I haven’t been in touch with my parents. It’s their fault; they forced me out of their house. Just because they didn’t want Jackson and me to be in love...” Cindy sat on the bed still in her nightgown. “No, Cindy, you and Jackson also took advantage of their hospitality. Maybe if I talk to him... a commitment agreement, what a joke! As soon as my dad posts that video, Matthew will go after him, demanding the cancellation of the channel! Will my dad be able to handle the pressure, or will he end up revealing his source?” Cindy got up and went to her wardrobe to choose what to wear. “There’s also the added dilemma of

Vicente felt like he was going to have a heart attack when he encountered the one person he least wanted to see. “PAULINA! What do you think you’re doing here?” “Your son gave my daughter the address.” Paulina smiled mischievously. “What do you mean?” Vicente shook his head. “Wait, I think Nate mentioned something about this, but I never thought you’d have the guts to show up!” “I had to come.” Paulina's smile faded. “Please, Vicente, we need to talk, no matter how much we deny it to our children.” “Andreia isn’t here,” Vicente replied tersely. “I know. I’ve been keeping track of you. My phone isn’t the best, but I can watch your videos after the live stream ends,” Paulina responded, trying to create connections — or resurrect ties from the past. Vicente, however, was not open to that. “You’d better leave before—” “Nathan is nearby? Please, Vicente!” Paulina pleaded with her eyes and tense voice. Vicente opened the door wider and let Paulina in, closing it behind her. “I don

Andreia is in her office at Urbano Magazine. She tries to focus on her tasks, but the conversation she had with Nathan yesterday has left her thoughtful and distracted.“Nathan gave the beach house address to the Alvares couple. Would they dare?”The door to her office opened, and Vicente entered.“Darling, what happened?” Andreia stood up, noticing her husband’s shocked expression. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”“Yes, dear, I did!” Vicente exclaimed, horrified. “A ghost from our past!”“I’m almost afraid to ask for more details...” Andreia stepped back.Vicente sat down in a chair, taking a deep breath. “She showed up at the beach house.”Andreia’s eyes went wide. She had just been thinking about...“Paulina?”“Exactly,” Vicente confirmed.“But what does she want?” Andreia exclaimed, horrified.“Don’t you get it? It seems Bella gave her mother our address.” Vicente sighed, trying to calm down.“She gave it to ‘her mother’? Ernesto didn’t show up?” Andreia frowned.“He doesn’t k

The filming for the commercial wrapped up. There wasn’t much to do: Patricia had memorized her lines quickly and managed to deliver what the director wanted in two takes.“I’m very satisfied with both of you,” he said. “This week we’ll return with everything edited and polished. Where do you want to promote the commercial?”“We’ll first spread it on social media,” Ronaldo replied, wrapping his arm around Patricia, smiling. “Then, I’ll want it on TV.”Patricia and Jackson exchanged astonished glances. Cindy didn’t react as if it were something shocking.“OK, wait for the final result. See you soon!”The director turned to the crew that was dismantling the equipment and set.Patricia and Jackson hugged.“Way to go, sis! We’re going to be on television!”“This is so exciting, especially for you, Jackson!”Ronaldo kindly chimed in, “Not just for Jackson, dear. You also deserve all the glory and fame.”“Hmm... I don’t want to be too arrogant.” Patricia broke the hug and turned to her fianc