Everything happened very quickly.Katrina raised her hand to slap Briana. But at that moment, the elevator dinged and opened, revealing a serious man in a gray suit.Seeing what was happening, the man quickly pulled Katrina's other arm back.Katrina lost her balance and fell onto the floor, startling Briana."Ouch!" Katrina exclaimed indignantly and in pain. "What's going on here? Who are you?""I'm a man who doesn't want to see people getting hurt!" the man responded gruffly.Briana squinted, carefully staring at her savior."Huh… Sir, do I know you? You look familiar," Briana asked, intrigued."That can't be possible, ma'am," the man shook his head, wanting to enter."No, I'm sure we've met before." Briana smiled, "Weren't you at the reunion party for former college classmates, along with my husband and my best friend? You and your subordinates saved us from Fernanda and her boyfriend."The man remained impassive. "No, ma'am, you're confusing me with someone else. Excuse me, is Vice

"What did you say, miss? I didn't order any car." Briana shook her head.The salesperson looked confusedly at Mark. "But didn't you just identify yourself as Manager Vasconcelos, Briana Vasconcelos?"She quickly grabbed a brown envelope containing paperwork related to the car.Mark, knowing he had to do something, stood up. "Permit me, miss."He took the envelope and read it carefully.Briana scratched her neck, trying to understand how things had come to this point."Mark, are you involved in this? I know you're now earning your manager's salary, but please, don't start splurging on gifts for me."Mark turned to her with a charming smile. "Dear, did you forget that people all over Espírito Santo congratulated you on your wedding? This car is probably one of the gifts.""But we've been married for a few weeks now, and...""Then, ma'am and sir, will you be receiving the car?" the salesperson asked eagerly. She couldn't return to the dealership with the luxury car."Where is the car?" M

Katrina was deeply focused in her suite at Vasconcelos Mansion, working diligently on her series. "I need this show to have double the audience of Briana's two shows!" Katrina pounded the desk. "How does she do it?" James appeared from the kitchen, munching on an apple. "Want half, dear?" Katrina rolled her eyes in impatience. "Go ahead. I'm not that hungry." "Didn't you hear the saying 'An empty sack doesn't stand up'?" James approached, trying to be pleasant. "James, instead of playing around, you could help me with our project," Katrina replied sourly.Why did she marry such a useless husband? James sat on their bed. "What else do you want me to do? I've already contacted the screenwriter who wrote the pilot episode. We need to secure a good contract so he doesn't feel ripped off." "Don't exaggerate, we don't have much funding." Katrina turned to him with a warning gaze. "We would have if the other contract I signed hadn't been canceled." James scratched his chin. "Funny, i

Meanwhile, the Vasconcelos family was having a lost trip to the restaurant at Rocha Hotel. "How can it be that Luana Barros is not here?" Christopher asked, his eyes bloodshot. The hotel receptionist sincerely considered calling the police. "That's exactly what you heard. And please don't intimidate us, or I will call security." Althea was outraged. "Miss, do you know who you're talking to? We're not low-income families that give you the right to call security. We demand respect!" Katrina, feeling disheartened, replied, "Guys, I've lost my appetite. We should have called ahead." "Sister, I tried to call!" Christopher asserted with some desperation. "The phone just went to voicemail!" James teased his brother-in-law, "She was probably too busy, grinding her teeth while that guy keeps ravishing her rear—" "SHUT UP!" Gilson exploded in outrage. "We're not going to argue in front of the staff. Are we eating or leaving?" "Let's leave, our mission has failed!" Katrina responded, giv

Saturday. Mark and Briana woke up after cuddling, with the sun's rays streaming through the French window. They hadn't dared to get intimate because of Karl and Luana, though they had imagined they might take the opportunity to have some fun behind closed doors. "Good morning, darling. Shall we see if Luana survived?" Mark asked, jokingly. Briana lightly nudged him. "Don't be silly..." She got up and opened the curtains, bathing in the morning sunlight. Now this is life! When or how would she have moments like this in the Vasconcelos Mansion, married to one of Althea the Retrograde's candidates? Briana headed to the bathroom while Mark stretched. Afterward, he decided to grab his phone and check for any updates. An assistant of Luana's had sent an audio file. Mark grew serious, thinking that an audio file sent on a Saturday must be important. He leaned back against the headboard, putting on his headphones. The maid entered the master suite and saw her boss leaning against