Flávia and William visit Rocha Mansion and meet Reuben again. Reuben was installed in Alan’s old room.“My son!” Flávia hugged Reuben tightly, “Your grandmother wouldn’t let me talk to you!”“She said you shouldn’t compromise yourself,” Reuben explained.“Nonsense. How could something like that compromise me?” Flávia breaks the hug with a grimace.“Maybe my cell phone was tapped.” Reuben looked at his mother in doubt.William chuckles. “Don’t worry, Reuben. These are just extreme theories and concerns. With Josias around, you’re more protected than being in São Paulo.”“Will I have to give my statement to the police?” Reuben asked with concern.“Unfortunately.” Flávia sighs, “Daryl Mountain is in town and has already visited me at the orphanage, threatening and cursing us. Will punched him twice.”“I’m going to work out in the gym to punch him too.” Reuben scowls, “I know Daryl Mountain is the twins’ uncle, Melissa’s ex-brother-in-law, or Caroline’s token uncle: I DON’T CARE! If he wa
Brigitte wasted no time in visiting Reuben at Rocha Mansion to offer support.“Hello, Miss Amoreira.” Reuben shook her hand.“Hello, Reuben. Where can we talk?”“Let’s go to the living room. It’s comfortable, and the twins don’t mind.” Reuben opens the door.Not understanding what the twins have to do with this, Brigitte entered. They both sat comfortably on sofas.“I’m listening to you. I know you graduated in law and are dating Caio.”Brigitte smiles slightly, “Reuben, I want to inform you that Damascene Lawyers is available to defend you. Daryl Mountain tried to hire me, but I flatly refused.”“Thank you very much, Miss Amoreira. But do you intend to defend me?” Reuben smiles hopefully.“Unfortunately, I can’t do that. My specialty is different. I handle legal matters involving marriages, divorces, and wills.” Brigitte explains patiently.“I hope I can never hire you after I marry Caroline.” Reuben makes a joke.Brigitte remains serious. “Will there be a wedding, Reuben?”“Sure!” R
In the LCN newspaper, the news that Reuben had returned from São Paulo appeared on the front page.João Paulo was tasked with being the bearer of the news. He wasn’t very confident about it.At his house, Helen, with her pregnancy in progress, tried to comfort him during breakfast.“Honey, you can’t be so upset. You’re just doing your job.”“For real?” João Paulo chews the bread with margarine, “So why do I feel like I’m betraying the Freire family’s trust?”“You should ask Izzy, Reuben, and Wallace if they feel betrayed.” Helen sits down.João Paulo sighs. “I haven’t had Daryl’s illustrious visit yet. I thought we were going to have peace.”“Daryl is willing to put Reuben behind bars.” Helen shakes her head. She starts choosing several breakfast options.João Paulo’s cell phone rings and he answers, curious.“Number not saved. Hello?”On the other side, Reuben is sitting on his bed, already dressed.“Hello, João Paulo? This is Reuben, your favorite topic of the week.”“Reuben, I’m so
In the Teodoro Building, Pedro was talking to Theodore who was visiting the building after so many years. He admired the portrait of his ‘grandfather’ pinned to the wall.Pedro was a little embarrassed. “Little Theo, I wonder if you know the meaning of this.”Theodore smiled at Pedro. “My father explained the story to me. I was thought to be the son of Mr. Reis, that’s why I was named Theodore.”Pedro nods, but he knows it isn’t quite like that. Pamela knew that Theodore was not Beto’s son, but she had the nerve to name her son after her father-in-law anyway, out of sheer impudence.“Still, we consider you part of the family.” Pedro states, “We’re brothers. You also need to get along with Rosemary and Caio. Were you invited to her engagement party?”“Yes, I was,” Theodore confirmed.Beto appeared and was startled by Theodore’s presence. “Ah... Little Theo, I never thought you’d want to visit us!”“Hello, Mr. Reis.” Theodore smiled respectfully.“I was explaining some things, Dad.” Ped
Beto is shocked by the question Teresa asks. Is she going crazy or is it menopause?“Tess, you offend me with those kinds of questions. What do you mean?”Teresa calms down. “Do you regret divorcing Pamela?”Beto takes a deep breath and sits down on the sofa. “Honey, I want you to understand one thing: TODAY, I love you. But in the 90s, Pamela was my wife. We got married in 1985 because of Rosemary, and we spent long years living in harmony.”“It wasn’t exactly a harmonious marriage.” Teresa retorts.“Yes, there was some confusion concerning Caio’s custody.” Beto confirms, “But overall, I loved Pamela and I never wanted her to cheat on me. Yes, I was devastated and didn’t want to get divorced. But when I found out how seriously Pamela didn’t take our commitment... The divorce was bitter but necessary.”Teresa sits next to him. “I hadn’t thought about it in that light.”“Yes, if Pamela hadn’t slept with her boss - who coincidentally is now Brigitte’s boss - we would still be married to
Caio and Brigitte walked through Ibrahim Square hand in hand.“Am I not stopping you from going to work, sweetie?” Caio asks suddenly.“I don’t have much to do,” Brigitte responds with a sweet smile.“OK. Thank you very much for helping Reuben. Julian Pereira seems like a serious but competent guy.” Caio praises him.“I didn’t understand the ‘serious’ part.” Brigitte giggles.Caio smiles, “He seemed like a serious guy to me, one of those who won’t be intimidated by the opposition lawyer.”“He usually advocates for victims, acting as a prosecutor.” Brigitte explains, “But this time, he will act as a defender. Although, I repeat, there is still no formal case against Reuben.”Caio and Brigitte sit on one of the benches in the square.He asks, “So there’s a possibility that Reuben won’t even be charged?”Coincidentally, they didn’t see that Dylan was eating a ham sandwich on the bench facing away from the couple.Dylan turns to them and responds, “Unfortunately, we can’t count on that, b
Josias was passing through the hallways of Rocha Constructions, waving and greeting employees along the way.“Good morning, people!”“Good morning, Mr. Rocha.”Upon passing through the door of the architects’ room, Josias decided to enter.Among several architects working feverishly on their projects, Caio moved from table to table, commenting and providing guidance wherever possible. No one would say he had graduated last year.“Caio, can I have a word with you?”“Yes, let’s go to my office.”Caio still wasn’t sure if he called Josias ‘uncle’ in front of the other employees.Upon entering, Caio took advantage of his privacy. “Is there a problem, Uncle Josias?”“Are you aware that Reuben has accepted Julian Pereira as his lawyer?” Josias responds with another question.Caius nods, “I’m happy for him. But will that be necessary?”“Let’s hope not.” Josias sighs, “I’m hoping that Dylan Amoreira will tell me that the bullet that hit Felipe didn’t come from Harold’s gun, may he rest in pea
Felipe was released from the hospital. Daryl wanted to make this a national celebration.The doctor was confused as he announced, “Mr. Mountain, you don’t need to be worried. Felipe is a strong man and will come out of this. It’s not like he’s been through a big ordeal.”“Ah, doctor, when your son manages to survive a gunshot, you’ll understand me.”“I think so. God bless your family.” The doctor smiled and waved goodbye.Felipe was standing, wearing civilian clothes, more flushed and cheerful. “Thank you, doctor!”Maggie was also emotional. “Well, the ordeal is over. We need a little party. How about the penthouse?”“Absolutely. There’s room for everyone there.” Kelvin rubs his hands.“Invite Caroline. She was here, worried about me.” Felipe promptly decided.Daryl lost some of his joy. “Son, I think we should celebrate in Victoria’s safety. Your mother is anxious.”“Call her here,” Felipe responded practically.“The restaurant can’t be left, son.” Daryl scratched the back of his hea