In the office of the CEO of Rocha Constructions, Josias is surprised to see that Octavio is not accepting his transfer to Belo Horizonte.“Josias, you’re gonna forgive me, or not.” Octavio declares with feverish eyes, “I won’t accept moving to a strange city with a wife who also works for you and a two-year-old son. I prefer to resign.”Josias drops his smile and turns somber, “Don’t be ridiculous, Octavio. How are you going to get a job? You are my age. We know you need to settle down, and I’m the one you’re going to do that with.”“Sorry, Josias, but I can manage.” Octavio starts to walk away.“Think of your family, think of your son!” Josias argues.“I’m thinking. Augusto will have a future here in Lagoon City. He’s not going to start over in a strange city because his father made a mistake. Don’t punish my son, Josias!”Josias lowers his head and thinks for a few seconds. Afterward, he goes back to eye-to-eye with Octavio, “Octavio, what if Daryl tries something?”“What else can h
In the Mountain Penthouse, Felipe is in his office, studying for his math test. He researches some simulations on the Internet to practice what he has learned.Shirley opens the office door with a silver tray in hand, “My little grandson? Grandma brought you more shortbread cookies!”Felipe feels his stomach turn, “Ehr... Grandma, no more, I’m satisfied.”“Now, don’t be shy, I’ve baked a lot.” Shirley places the tray on her grandson’s desk, “There’s still plenty for your parents.”“They still haven’t shown up?” Felipe asks smartly.“No, I think I’ll call them.” Shirley decides to withdraw, “Keep studying, I want to see you get an A!”“Thank you, grandma.” Felipe manages to smile a little.Shirley thinks she is pleasing and leaves, closing the door behind her.Felipe pushes the tray away as far as he can, “If I eat any more of these cookies, I’ll become diabetic! Looks like my parents managed to escape to the restaurant.”Felipe nods, now understanding why Daryl wouldn’t let her in.**
At Crystal Blue, Francisco and Isabel see Daryl almost having a stroke after receiving a call from Shirley announcing her return.Francisco grabs Daryl, “Nephew, CONTROL YOURSELF! Don’t let your mother take you to the hospital, let’s solve this situation together!”“How are we going to solve it, uncle?” Daryl asks in a whisper, so as not to startle the customers, “We have the Josias issue... If Josias thinks I called her—”“No, that’s crazy.” Isabel shakes her head, “Daryl, we already told you that we’ll stand by you and defend you from this accusation. Josias will listen to us. And as for you, courage! Your mother doesn’t scare me, and neither you.”“She swore to destroy your marriage.” Daryl swallows hard.“Let her try.” Isabel winks, demonstrating that she is not afraid of the challenge.Seeing that his uncles are confident, Daryl calms down a bit, “OK, you booked a table... I found it. Felipe was in the penthouse keeping her company. Pat!”Patrick approaches, “Yes, Mr. Mountain?”
Josias is baffled by Maggie asking him to believe Daryl this time.“Maggie, how can you be sure that Daryl didn’t phone in secret, asking your mother to come back to heat our feud?” Josias asks in a worried tone, “That would sound like Daryl, nothing unusual about that.”“No, I’m sure he wouldn’t go that low.” Maggie shakes her head, “Josias, I firmly believe that my brother wouldn’t expect our mother around to ruin Izzy and Uncle Francisco’s wedding, just as she almost ruined mine.”“I remember this.” Josias sighs, “Tough year, 1996.”“Well, eight years have passed, and she still hasn’t learned.” Maggie sighs.Josias stands up, “Maggie, regarding your mother wanting to defend Daryl, is she referring to the Cláudio Guzman case, where everyone expected Daryl to be arrested for having shot him?”“Yes.” Maggie nods, “She thinks she can help with something.”“I think that’s a lame excuse.” Josias pours himself a shot of cognac, “I believe that her objective is your Uncle Francisco. The pr
At Crystal Blue, Shirley is not pleased with Daryl’s denial.“Son, I know it’s been a few years, but I think we can resume family ties.” She peacefully states.“What are you doing here, mother?” Daryl asks with a frown.“I came here to help you!” Shirley approaches, “I saw it all on TV how you were wrongly arrested. I want to say some truths to that evil sergeant.”Daryl fumes, “Don’t try to say anything, Mom! You’ll make the situation worse and the police will want to arrest me just because you’ve defied authority.”“That’s kind of impossible to happen, son, unless the sergeant is pretty corrupt.” Shirley blinks.“Mother, you don’t deceive me.” Daryl shakes his head, “I know everything. You wrote letters to Uncle Francisco wanting to relive the past. He is married to Isabel Freire and they’re both very happy.”“How can your uncle be happy with the mother of a lunatic? A guy who set his own house on fire while his wife was traveling to the Capital! And his wife went crazy too.”“Mothe
In the Teodoro building, Wallace and Vera are trying in vain to comfort a grieving Teresa who already considers herself a widow. Pedro and Maycon don’t know what to do. The lobby radio playing “Funeral Song” by The Rasmus did not help matters.“Someone turn off that radio,” Vera suggests.“NO!” Teresa exclaims with wide eyes, “If the radio is turned off, Teodoro’s ghost will haunt us! And probably Beto’s too!”“I’m not going to cry...” Maycon says, but his eyes are already teary.“Don’t talk nonsense, Tess!” Wallace scolds her, “Beto isn’t dead yet. He’s just unreachable, that’s all. We can’t even call it a disappearance.”“But why isn’t he answering his cell phone?” Teresa yells, “Back in the day, the mobile signal was awful, but the mayor installed some antennas, and—”“We’re jumping to conclusions and scaring the kids, Tess.” Vera admonishes her.“Instead of turning off the radio,” Teresa looks at the wall, “Let’s tear the portrait down! I knew it, nailing up my husband’s portrait
Josias and Octavio show up at the police station.A policeman working in the lobby recognizes the two right away, “Hey, you’re Josias Rocha and the Chief Architect!”“Exactly.” Octavio is not upset about not being recognized by his name. After all, all the glory and fame belongs to Josias, so he thinks.“What can the precinct help you with, gentlemen?” The officer promptly opens an online form to fill out.“Tell us whether or not Sergeant Ivan Moraes is in his office,” Josias asks, trying to control his anger.“Mr. Rocha, it is with shame that I inform you that the sergeant is not in the precinct. He had to attend to an emergency with his son at the hospital.”“OK, communicate directly with Commissioner Tavares.” Josias wastes no time. A man of his caliber has to deal with the big boss, not the small fry.Octavio scratches his chin. Is Ivan really in the hospital?While the policeman picks up the phone and dials some extensions, Josias’s cell phone rings. He is surprised by Teresa’s c
In Sofia’s room, her cell phone rings. She smiles with pleasure when she sees who is calling.“Hello, Alan.”On the other side, Alan is in the limousine being driven by Hector to college. Josias is on his side.“Hello, Sofia. I have good news. Dinner is confirmed.”“Oh, that’s wonderful, Alan. Thanks so much for letting me know. I’m going to pick out a pretty dress to impress.” Sofia beams.“It doesn’t have to be something very fancy.” Alan warns her, “It’s going to be casual, family, no Maggiezine photographers.”“Even better. I don’t think I should raise fake expectations among readers.” Sofia jokes, sitting up in bed.“See you then in the evening, seven o’clock?” Alan asks anxiously.“Yes, we agreed. See you tonight.” Sofia says goodbye and ends the call.Olivia opens the door, smiling too much.“Mother, did you listen at the door?” Sofia breaks her smile, uncomfortably.“I was walking down the hall when I heard your voice.” Olivia walks in and closes the door, “So what? Is everyth