Celia was startled beyond belief when Adrian suddenly pushed her head into the takeout!To make matters worse, when she tried to lift herself up, Adrian pressed both hands behind her head, forcing her to stay stuck in the meal!The sensation was unpleasant and suffocating.Celia struggled as best she could, trying to remove Adrian's heavy hands that felt like stone columns, but it was impossible!Her cries for help were muffled by the food, and the tip of the fork threatened to poke her left eye if she continued to squirm so much.Adrian gritted his teeth, consumed with rage, "Come on, keep talking, keep expressing your jealousy over Mark!""Hmmm... HMMM!!!"Feeling he had achieved the desired outcome, Adrian released his hands, ending the torture.Celia quickly straightened up, coughing violently.Her face was smeared with sauce and various grains of rice and beans. She looked like a child learning to eat.Adrian thought this and started laughing maniacally.Celia, previously fearful

James couldn't believe he was being kicked out of his own office by his father-in-law's brother, a man of lower status."James, please leave," Gilson said.Only because his father-in-law had asked, James left, shutting the door behind him."Thank you," Sandro said.Tense, Gilson continued, "Alright, big bro, let's have a real talk. What's going on with you?""What's going on with ME?" Sandro responded in disbelief. "I'm just tired of all this unjust harassment of my daughter!""It's my daughter who ended up in the hospital after a car accident," Gilson shot back. "An accident I'm starting to have doubts about.""You believe that nonsense because your son suggested it.""No, Sandro. Tell me, how did two of the most important actors today end up signing with Glamour when they were first approached by Vasconcelos? And all this while Katrina was in the hospital.""I'll say it again: if they had given me that task...""You're desperate to take on important tasks, just so you can try to win

Mark found it odd that James, who had once been so eager to protect Briana, was now buying into Christopher's baseless accusation."Do you really think it matters if I tell you I had nothing to do with what I'm being accused of?" Mark asked, his voice fueled with frustration.Sandro sighed. "Mark, we don't get along, but after hearing everyone at the mansion harp on this, I'm leaning more toward believing you."Mark reclined in the back of his seat, smirking. "Believe me, I don't want Katrina or James dead. How would I savor my victory if they're not alive to witness it?""That... makes sense," Sandro admitted.Mark raised his index finger. "Besides, being married to Briana, I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize her career or reputation with the LCN Group.""That's what I was thinking too," Sandro nodded. "How could Briana think she'd stay unscathed if the LCN found out she was accused of trying to kill her cousin, the same cousin who also signed a contract with them?""I'm pretty sure

Mark leaned comfortably against the headboard of the bed, his phone in hand.A message from Linda appeared on the screen: "Lord Ferro, we managed to contact a suitable actor and actress for Katrina Ross's series. Sandro Vasconcelos will handle the hiring."Mark's lips curled into a smile."What a pleasant way to start the day," he thought.He quickly typed a reply: "Great. Make sure this information leaks to the press, especially online."Beside him, Briana stirred, turning in her sleep to face him.Her eyes fluttered open to the sight of Mark, still engrossed in his phone, his strong fingers dancing across the screen with precision.Her gaze drifted from his hands to his sculpted chest, then lower, noticing how the blanket had slipped just enough to reveal a hint of his nudity.A mischievous smile crept across her face."Don't you have to work today?" Mark asked, breaking the silence.Briana jumped slightly, startled by how he seemed to know she had been undressing him with her eyes.

James couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with Christopher. The normally composed man was excessively aggressive today."You're definitely not yourself today, Christopher. What happened?" James asked with concern in his voice."Don't try to analyze me!" Christopher snapped back."Something happened, and you're taking it out on me. I don't know if I'll allow myself to be your punching bag, buddy!" James retorted.Christopher stepped aside, pacing in circles, clearly agitated. "OK, enough small talk! What did you decide? Should I play the recording for my dad? For Katrina?""I already told you, Katrina is not going to divorce me!" James replied, trying to keep his ground."Then tell me, what did you decide?"There was a long pause as James stared at Christopher, suspicion brewing as he tried to decipher his brother-in-law's thoughts."I... Something happened yesterday," James finally confessed."What?" Christopher stopped pacing, his curiosity piqued."I found out that the