Pamela is now six months pregnant. Everyone around Teodoro's building greets her like the next mother.
"So, do you already know if it's a boy or a girl?" One of the neighbors asks.
"He is another baby boy. I hope he doesn't fight with Pedro over who will be the heir." Pamela jokes.
All the neighbors laugh. Cristina walks past them and turns on the lobby radio. The song "No Son of Mine" by Genesis would make Cristina laugh if she knew English.
Pamela approaches her mother, "Good morning, Mom!"
"Good morning, daughter. Is your boss willing to give you maternity leave?"
Pamela giggles, "Mom, I work at a law firm. Of course, my boss will have to follow labor law."
Cristina nods, "I'm really happy about that."
"So, Seu Moacyr and you have already chosen the Church for the ceremony?"
"That church in Green Park has become a favorite for holding weddings." Cristina smiles dreamily, "Let's see how much they charge for th
Pamela enters Miguel's office to deliver important documents concerning the dispute over land between family members."How there are evil people in this world." Pamela comments unsolicited, "Mr. Lima's will made it very clear that the land belongs to the youngest son; why is the eldest son protesting this clause?"Miguel smiles slightly with Pamela trying to be a lawyer."Well, it happens, Pamela."Pamela raises her eyebrows. Miguel has been calling her by her first name since the pregnancy began to progress. Miguel shoots her the same fierce, depraved look he used when the two of them got tangled up on top of the desk for long hours.Fearing she will be violated, Pamela turns her back and prepares to leave, but Miguel is incredibly quicker as he stands up and takes her by the arm. Pamela was already opening the door, but he roughly pulls her into his office and slams the door, startling those who are outside.******Maggie is startle
At Damascene Lawers, it's already dark. There are no longer any employees or attorneys on the premises.The door to Miguel's office opens and Pamela comes out, panting and with her hands on her hips, having limited mobility.Miguel comes out next with his shirt unbuttoned, evidencing his muscular and hairy chest, the tie on his shoulder, and the zipper of his pants open. His insatiable smile leaves no doubt that he wants more..."Have you told your husband about our son yet?" He asks in a husky voice due to how much he groaned and grunted.Pamela pulls out a chair and collapses into it, otherwise, she would pass out on the floor."Shut your goddamn mouth..." Pamela gasps, "The child belongs to... my... husband!""It is not." Miguel smiles devilishly, "This son is mine. The math is up. We made this son in the morning; you slept with your husband at night. It's a matter of logic!"Pamela cannot deny this indisputable fact. But how is sh
When Josias turns to the left side of the bed, he can't believe his eyes.On the left side of the bed, that same blonde girl he danced with in the nightclub finds herself sleeping peacefully in her underwear!Josias gets the biggest scare of his life. He checks himself under the covers and saw that he slept naked.He always had a habit of sleeping naked. But if he brought the girl, he'd be careful to sleep dressed.This means that...The girl was dreaming of angels and sheep when suddenly she felt a jolt so strong that she thought she was in an earthquake.She wakes up terrified, "Help, Mom! Earthquake! Let's go..." She shakes her head and rubs her eyes, "Hey, there's no earthquake."She yawns and turns to an angry and indignant Josias."Good morning, sweetie!""Cut that 'sweetie'!" Josias jumps out of bed and gathers his clothes to get dressed. The girl admires Josias's body as he gets dressed."You didn't like w
Octavio knocks on the door of Josias's hotel room. He opens it, still frowning, despite having already received breakfast."Why do you look like you didn't have breakfast?" Octavio asks mockingly."GET IN!" Josias's voice resounds like thunder.Upon entering, Josias slams the door shut. Octavio has a feeling he will never leave this room alive."What happened?" he asks in a shaky voice."I ended up having sex with that prostitute at the club, that's what happened!" Josias yells fiercely, the veins on his forehead are bulging, "This is the result of your brilliant plan to have fun with those bitches!"Octavio is visibly shocked. He puts his hand to his face and holds his breath."Josias, I'm sorry! I thought you just wanted to have fun at the nightclub. What happened?""I don't remember, I went back to the table with her and drank too much!" Josias punches the dresser, trying to ease the guilt, "I woke up close to her sleeping h
Vânia is making dinner after returning from work. Adolfo and Benjamin notice her distracted, stirring the wooden spoon in a pan that is already burning."Honey, the stew smells like burning!" Adolf does the alert."Oh gosh!" Vânia quickly turns off the stove, "Dinner is ready.""What's going on, Vânia?" Adolfo questions her."I was thinking about Shirley's dilemma." Vânia takes the pans to the table."The cook who provides the delicacies for you at Rocha Construction? What's wrong with her?""She is very worried about her daughter's marriage. She is convinced that it was a scam." Vânia explains seriously.But, Adolfo chuckles, "I didn't realize it when I saw them.""Me too, I felt that Mrs. Marçal loved her husband. They make a beautiful couple. If that was pretense, then she's a helluva actress.""Maybe it's not pretense and the mother has prejudices." Benjamin opines while helping h
Meanwhile, at Octavio's house, he is in the living room arguing with Jack about the unusual 'mission' Josias has assigned him.The two are sitting on an obviously new sofa bought by Jack with the money he is earning from his book 'A Rose in the Desert'."You mean he wants you to take the blame for cheating on his wife? What the hell is this?" Jack frowns."Jack, don't get carried away." Octavio raises his hand in warning, "I can take care of that.""Yeah, doing what he wants by being your boss." Jack crosses his arms, "I don't agree with that, big bro.""Unfortunately, there's nothing for us to agree or disagree with. I don't want to be fired.""With the sale of my story plus the bonus they paid me for appearing in Maggiezine, we can pay the monthly bills until you get another job." Jack reports decisively, "The competitioners will be very excited to hire someone from Rocha Constructions."Octavio even smiled slightly, thinking about
Inside Josias's private office, Melissa and Octavio sit in Victorian-style upholstered armchairs to chat."I confess I'm confused." Melissa begins, "My husband wanted you to talk to me the same day you came back from your trip. I'm sorry, Mr. Motta, for not wanting to hear you; but I just wanted to enjoy Josias's return. There was the issue of my children too.""I understand, but it was Josias who drove his car straight here. I wouldn't have had a choice if you hadn't refused yesterday." Octavio scratches the back of his head."OK, so let's get this over with." Melissa gestures.Octavio takes a deep breath, "Mrs. Rocha… your husband and me went to a nightclub the day before yesterday to celebrate the progress of your building's construction.""It's not 'my' building, it will just carry my name." Melissa laughs."Right." Octavio is very embarrassed, "In this nightclub, there were a lot of people dancing and having fun. And I suggested
At Rocha Constructions, Josias and Octavio enter the meeting room. There is no one because there is no meeting scheduled. The room was even dark, and Josias had to turn on the light."Please, tell me I won't have to go to the Family Court," Josias begs Octavio grabbing both of his shoulders.Octavio is expressionless as he replies, "No, you are not going to divorce your wife."Josias smiles broadly and pats Octavio on the face, "You did it, buddy! You own up to your mistake and saved my marriage!"Octavio decides to hide that it was Melissa who jumped to conclusions."Josias, remember forever that you took that girl to your hotel room." Octavio seriously warns him.Josias scratches his chin, "Does she know about Angela?""Of course, I mentioned her!" Octavio feels that his intelligence has been insulted. If he didn't talk about Angela, Melissa would never understand why he was talking to her so urgently."OK, no stress." Josias
Josias visits the Rocha Hotel since he didn’t have a day off for the staff. In the management room, Eugenio gathered David, Benjamin, and Sybil. “Why is that mere cook present at this meeting?” David asked disparagingly. “Because that’s how our boss ordered it,” Eugenio replied dryly. “I didn’t say anything and didn’t call this meeting, so if you’ll excuse me...” Benjamin and Sybil were horrified to see David leaving the meeting just like that. However, when he opened the door, David came face to face with his father. “David, where do you think you’re going?” “DAD!” David exclaimed, extremely surprised. “I didn’t know you were coming!” “Didn’t Eugenio tell you I was coming?” Josias asked with a scowl. David understood who the ‘boss’ was. Benjamin and Sybil felt vindicated. Josias sat down at the desk, taking Eugenio’s seat, while the manager remained humbly standing. “Very well,” Josias began the meeting in a formal tone, “I’m here just to make things crystal clear. First
Melissa and Mary visit the Mountain Café.“A guava juice for me, Mr. Mountain!” Mary requested, smiling sweetly.“Of course, my princess!” Rodrigo replied, thinking Mary was very adorable. “Neil will make a delicious cup for you.”“Thank you. But the princess is Carol,” Mary responded, striking a serious pose.Melissa and Rodrigo laughed heartily. Mary is something else...“Rod, how has it been managing the café in your father’s absence?” Melissa asked seriously.Rodrigo served a baked chicken pastry with ketchup to Mary. “I'm getting by, Melissa. Josias was here earlier, more concerned about my loss than his own, as always. Isn’t he supposed to be resting?”Melissa nodded. “My husband is like that: he only relaxes when all of us are relaxed.”“An impossible mission because of certain people.”Neilton approached with the glass. “Who ordered a guava juice?”“I DID!” Mary grabbed the glass and went to a table.Melissa leaned forward, “Neil, Rod, how are Daryl and Diane? Behaving?”“Cont
At João Paulo’s house, he and Josias were about to have a significant conversation.“Walter, do you want to go with your mom to the kitchen?” João Paulo asked, looking at Helen. “I think she made some walnut cake.”“It was carrot cake,” Sandra replied, already getting up from the couch.“You got it.” Helen appeared and picked up Walter in her arms. “Let’s let Dad and Uncle Josias talk.”“Bye, Uncle!” Walter waved goodbye to Josias.“Bye-bye, I want a piece later!” Josias chuckled.Once alone with João Paulo, Josias became serious. “Don’t let anything or anyone ruin this family scenario, little brother.”“I’m fine. No one wants to ruin anything,” João Paulo replied casually.“Well, I hope David hasn’t caused you any trouble.”“He probably doesn’t even know I exist, man.” João Paulo shrugged.“But I stopped by Café Montanha and found out that the Vasquez family has replaced the Mountain family as the ‘annoying people.’”João Paulo sighed in disappointment. “Yeah. They—”The doorbell ran
Josias visits Café Montanha for a coffee and finds Rodrigo there. “Rod, how have you been?” Rodrigo is taken aback. “How am I? You’re the one who suffered a horrific loss recently!” “But you also lost your father. We’re in the same situation,” Josias explained as he sat down on a stool. “I’m okay, Josias. Life has a way of cheering me up. For example, I’m back at the diner after Thierry decided to take his place at the supermarket.” Rodrigo smiled. “What about the photography studio?” Josias smiled back. “It’s still going to operate, and Thierry will make periodic visits. But he’s going to appoint one of the staff to manage the studio.” Rodrigo served a pizza pastry to Josias. “Thank you. Well, I hope everything is alright between you two. I need to visit Rosemary and meet Jean Luc — is that the name of the baby?” “Yes, the name of the supermarket heir. Meanwhile, Frank will be here or somewhere else.” Josias interjected, “If Frank wants to work at Rocha Constructions, count
At the Rocha Mansion, Josias receives a visit from Benjamin. “How have you been, Ben? Any news about your parents?” The two embrace. “Actually, that’s what I want to talk about.” Benjamin scratches the back of his neck. The embrace breaks. “Let’s go to my office.” The two gentlemen enter Josias’s imposing office. “Any problems with Adolfo?” Josias asks, becoming serious. “Not yet, but I hope not to have any,” Benjamin replies with some sadness. “You know, Josias, what happened with your father made me think about my family, about how important it is for all of us to be together in the final moments.” “That’s true. João Paulo can tell you that better than I can.” “I think you can say it too. Vernon was the father you never had.” Benjamin clears his throat. “So, I’ve been looking into some hotels and realized there’s a demand at the Rocha Hotel in Victoria.” Josias looks at Benjamin, understanding where he’s going with this. “You want to go to Victoria to be close to your pare
Someone rings the doorbell at João Paulo’s house. The homeowner goes to answer after taking a shower and putting on clean clothes. But when he opened the door, João Paulo felt like slamming it in the visitor’s face. “Don’t be rude!” Erasmo exclaimed. “What do you want, you old bore?” João Paulo shot back. Erasmo barged into João Paulo’s foyer. “The mourning is over. Let’s pick up where we left off.” “Are you crazy? Who decides how long mourning lasts? We just got back from the trip!” “Not exactly, it’s been a day. Life goes on, my friend!” Erasmo replied mockingly. João Paulo remained serious. “But I don’t want to continue living this way, where fights and intrigues are the order of the day. Mr. Vasquez, you have a business to run, and I have a family to raise.” “But you found time to slap my son-in-law when he was here defending his family, didn’t you?” “Alan was extremely rude, but that was some time ago.” João Paulo frowned. “I don’t feel the same anger as before.” “So a
At the Vasquez Mansion, Alan could hardly believe that the people were thinking about more intrigues and disputes. “Guys, don’t you understand that I even forgot the reason I slapped Uncle João Paulo?” “Ridiculous!” Erasmo gestured. “You just maintained respect because it was a difficult occasion. But now, the mourning is OVER!” “Do you think João Paulo will rest, dear?” Sofia asked, sitting next to him. Alan shook his head. “If Uncle João Paulo doesn’t want to rest, then he is truly despicable. But my dad is back in town. He wouldn’t dare to do that.” The news should have been uplifting, but the members of the Vasquez family merely exchanged silent glances. With Josias present, it’s quite likely that he will put a stop to their fighting. Alan turned to Olivia. “In the meantime, we should celebrate the recovery of my dear mother-in-law!” Olivia and Sofia smiled awkwardly because of the secret they were keeping. “That’s right, let’s celebrate life!” Erasmo wrapped his arm arou
Josias Rocha and his family returned to Lagoon City. Those who were waiting for them stayed in the mansion and greeted them cheerfully in the foyer. “WELCOME BACK!” Melissa, crying, embraced her parents, William, and the twins fervently. Josias greeted them with a light smile. “Where’s João Paulo?” William asked. “He went straight to his house. His kids needed to rest from the trip.” Melissa wiped her tears with her fingers. “Alan went straight to his mansion. Especially now that his mother-in-law has woken up from the coma.” “That was a scare; I thought we’d have two funerals,” Simeon commented. Everyone headed to the living room. “Is Paris very beautiful, Mom?” Mary asked. “Yes, sweetheart, it’s stunning. We’ll go shopping together another time, okay?” “Do you have pictures?” Ignacio asked anxiously. “Yes, son, we took some pictures.” Melissa sat on the couch, pulling out a package from her bag. Josias sat in the armchair, taking a deep breath. William approached him.
At Café Montanha, Daryl walks in for a coffee and finds Rodrigo at the counter while Neilton serves the others. “Hey, are we back to the old tradition?” “Don’t be a clown, man.” Rodrigo laughs. “Yes, Thierry is at the supermarket, as we agreed.” “Hi, Neil. Can you make me a cappuccino while I enjoy a natural sandwich?” Daryl places his order. “Sure thing, Mr. Mountain.” Neilton heads to the back. Daryl sits on the stool. “So, how do you feel after getting back to your element?” “I don’t regret at all helping my dear wife at the supermarket, Daryl,” Rodrigo admitted while preparing the natural sandwich. “I’m not talking about regrets.” Daryl joked. “But it’s undeniable that after Uncle Francisco’s passing, you prefer to stay here, carrying on the legacy he left.” “Just like Crystal Blue.” Rodrigo smiled. “Hey, I’m aware that you’re looking to open another restaurant in Sunset Village. Do you think you can manage it? How’s the prospecting going?” Daryl picks up the sandwich but