Pollyanna appears in the doorway of Josias’s office, pale and wide-eyed, “Mr. Rocha, I can call the police right away!” Daryl scoffs at the secretary, “Call Sergeant Ivan Moraes! He will be here in two seconds!” “Shut up!” Josias roars like a lion, “I won’t allow you to mock my employees, you madman! What do you want, what happened this time?” “Oh, let’s play amnesia!” Daryl claps his hands ironically. Josias gestures for Pollyanna to leave. She struggles for a few seconds, wanting to stay, but decides to obey her boss and leaves. After the door is closed, Josias sits in the presidential chair, “OK, let’s get down to business. Why did you come to my workplace kicking down the door like a savage?” “You won’t admit that yesterday you manipulated the game once again, snatching Benjamin Teixeira away from me?” Daryl leans over his desk, his face fierce. Josias understands the reason for the conversation and smiles sarcastically, “Well, is this all because Ben didn’t want to work wit
Josias and Daryl continue their clash: Josias is always cool and calm as Daryl explodes and shakes with rage. “Why are you smiling like that?” Daryl asks through gritted teeth. “It’s because you didn’t realize where you went wrong.” Josias responds with mild disdain, “Allow me to enlighten you: you met with Ben and discussed the perks of working at Crystal Blue while you were trying to downsize my hotel, correct?” Daryl clears his throat unnecessarily, “I just told Benjamin that working at Crystal Blue would make it easier for him to be projected into the foodie market than just being an extra employee of yours at the hotel. Let’s face it, Josias: your restaurant doesn’t have the same references as mine.” “So, while I told Ben not to stress and left the decision in his hands, you did the opposite!” Josias bursts out laughing, “Why, Daryl, this is why he chose me! He felt more comfortable with me. And as for my restaurant...” Josias smiles defiantly, “Who knows, maybe the scenery d
Alan walks between the LCN editorial, with a visitor’s badge, looking for João Paulo’s desk. He observes how everyone is frantic and eager to meet their deadlines and produce that story worthy of winning the Press Trophy.Finally, he finds João Paulo at his desk frantically typing yet another article.“Uncle João Paulo, can I have a word with you?”João Paulo turns his chair and smiles at his nephew, “Alan! What is it, my comrade? Why are you wearing that flashy badge?”“That’s what the people at the entrance gave me.” Alan shrugs.“No, this is too shameful.” João Paulo chuckles as he removes the badge from Alan’s polo collar, “Tell me, what do you order?”Alan is a little embarrassed but decides to help Sofia, “I... Maybe I’m meddling with what’s none of my business. But do you know Sofia Vasquez?”João Paulo frowns slightly, “I met Miss Vasquez yesterday, at the entrance to her company, refusing to collaborate with my report.”Alan clears his throat, “Well, she showed up at my house
At LCN, João Paulo calls Alan into Vernon’s office. He closes the next door.“The matter seems to be interesting and mysterious, Uncle.” Alan jokes.“Yes, it is. Something that could be so simple becomes mysterious precisely because people refuse to collaborate.” João Paulo sits in Vernon’s chair.Alan keeps standing, “What ground are we on, Uncle? If it’s some secret or dangerous matter for you to tell me...”João Paulo smiles confidently, “No, I don’t believe it will be dangerous. Do you like Sofia Vasquez?”Alan blushes a little, looking down at his feet, “She’s not indifferent to me.”“I understood.” Joao Paulo winks, “OK, Alan, brace yourself. Your friend asked if I know anything. Well, YOU were supposed to have done the question to her.”Alan widens his eyes, “Me? Should I ask if Sofia knows anything?”“Exactly.” João Paulo speaks with conviction, “Alan, I don’t want to paint Miss Vasquez as a villain, but when I saw her, I felt that she was hiding something. I was writing an ar
Melissa is embarrassed when she receives a letter from Kelvin Mountain.And Josias held the letter out to her with a neutral face. That means he already knows who sent her that letter...“Josias, you could have thrown it away,” Melissa speaks in a low tone so the twins don’t hear.“I want you to decide what to do with your correspondence,” Josias responds, without showing jealousy.Melissa takes a deep breath. She takes advantage of the fact that the employees haven’t come yet to open the letter and read it.But Melissa can’t read half a word. Attached to the letter is an immoral photo of Kelvin, smiling lewdly, with the line written in black pen: ‘Don’t you miss this’?”Melissa’s hands are shaking as she stuffs the contents back into the envelope, Mary standing beside her.“Is this a letter from Daddy, Mom?” she asks innocently.“Yes, daughter, I also received a letter from Daddy.” Melissa smiles nervously.“Cool!” Ignacio vibrates, “He hasn’t forgotten about us.”Josias decides to e
At LCN, João Paulo is now talking to Vernon in his father’s office. “Dad, the strangest thing has happened.” João Paulo begins, “Alan came by, asking if I had anything to post about Vaztrans.” Vernon gasps, “Vaztrans? But you are all the time trying in vain to get something from these people!” João Paulo smiles at him, “That’s right. We had nothing to publish in my article. But it looks like there will be a sequel. Alan asked this question as a favor to Miss Vasquez.” Vernon raises his eyebrows, “Have you met her yet?” “Yes.” João Paulo smiles from the side of his mouth, “A beautiful Spanish woman, she probably takes after her mother. But she can’t be more than twenty.” “Too young for you.” Vernon was soon saying, “Leave her to Alan, she must be the same age as him.” João Paulo bursts out laughing, “Dad, I wasn’t interested in her.” Vernon wonders, “OK, I’m just checking. The fact is, you seem to have been thinking the same thing I was. This lady has realized that Alan is roma
At Vaztrans, Olivia kicks her husband in the leg.“OUCH!” Erasmo yells, trying not to let go of the mouthpiece of the phone, “Are you completely insane, woman?”Olivia whispers desperately, “You just called João Paulo Rocha Josias’s ‘half-brother’! Cut the ‘half’, they are BROTHERS!”Erasmo, however, rolls his eyes in impatience. He tries to resume the conversation, “Mr. Queiroz—”João Paulo has a voice louder than thunder, “Mr. Vasquez, did they ever tell you what happens to people who call me Josias’s ‘half-brother’?”Erasmo continues unabated, “I don’t believe these reports that people are buried alive in the beach sand because of this simple difference.”João Paulo is more intrigued, “You aren’t afraid of dying, as seen!”Erasmo hardens his voice, “Young man, did you hear me that we’re going to participate in the beach fashion show? Put this in your mediocre newspaper, and stop denigrating my company, you hear me?”“It’s not just beachwear—”Erasmo hung up on João Paulo. Olivia is
The next day, Josias is walking into his office, still laughing at the revenge he has wrought on Kelvin. Pollyanna finds him and thinks Josias is laughing about other things.“Yes, Mr. Rocha, preparations for the fashion show are in full swing. I’m convincing my whole family to buy a ticket.”“Well done, Pollyanna.” Josias cleverly disguises it, “Any messages?”“Someone is waiting in the attached lounge. Nadia Lafayette.”Josias raises his eyebrows. This is an interesting and unprecedented visit.“Show her to my office, Pollyanna.”“Yes, sir.”Josias enters his office. As always, the air conditioning already left the room pleasantly cool, Pollyanna’s feat. He goes to the drinks table to prepare a drink for the visitor.Nadia enters the office through the side door, just as Thierry did, “Good morning, Mr. Rocha. I hope I’m not bothering you too soon.”“No, you’re not bothering me at all, Miss Lafayette.” Josias points to the glasses, “Do you want a drink?”“I think it’s still too early