In the dining room of the Rocha Mansion, the atmosphere was heavy with expectation as Josias placed the letter on the table, his face set in a grim expression.The others didn’t bother to ask what Caroline had written; the silence spoke volumes.Melissa broke the quiet first, her voice with concern. "Josias... What are we going to do?"After a long pause, Josias finally replied, his tone resigned. "We’ll have to cancel the ceremony preparations."Simeon looked astonished. "What? Aren’t we going to send Tiago Bento's boys to look for them?""No," Josias answered, gloom hanging over him like a cloud. "If they want to marry in secret, so be it."Dora nodded, her voice calm. "Dear, they are adults and know what they want."Simeon, however, wasn’t convinced. "Are they willing to face the consequences of their actions?"Melissa interjected, her words carrying a note of pride. "Caroline has Rocha blood. She was determined not to have Sofia at the wedding. Once she felt we would oppose it, sh
Josias sat uneasily in the opulent living room of the Vasquez mansion. Olivia's garish and extravagant decor clashed with his more subdued tastes, making him feel even more out of place."Carol wasn’t exaggerating..." he muttered to himself, taking in the over-the-top surroundings.The sound of footsteps approaching made Josias fall silent. Alan, Sofia, Erasmo, Olivia, and Luis entered one by one, their faces lighting up with recognition as they saw him."Dad, good morning! It's great to have you here this Sunday," Alan greeted warmly."Where is Melissa?" Sofia asked respectfully, her eyes searching the room."She’s at home, talking to others about the cancellation of Reuben and Sofia's wedding," Josias announced, his voice heavy with the weight of the news.The shock was palpable.Olivia, her face paling, sank into a nearby chair. "Is that true, Josias? The wedding was canceled?""Unfortunately," Josias confirmed.Sofia, though initially stunned, felt a wave of vindication wash over
2010.The living room of Rocha Mansion lay in shadows, save for the dim glow of the television that flickered uselessly in front of Josias. He sat on the couch, his posture rigid, eyes distant, barely registering the antics of the evening programming.The soft hum of the TV and the muted sounds of the city beyond barely penetrated his brooding silence. He glanced at the clock, noting the passing time with a sigh.Two months had gone by since his daughter, Carol, had eloped with her boyfriend, Reuben. The occasional letters from them were a meager comfort, the ink and paper unable to fill the void left in their absence.Josias’s fingers fidgeted with the remote control, turning it over and over as if it held some secret answer. He glanced towards the phone on the side table, a slight unease flickering in his eyes as it rang. The screen displayed an unknown number, a curious, unsettling reminder that the past two months had been a long, uncertain waiting game.He answered with a tentati
Josias made his way towards his office at Rocha Constructions, passing by Reuben’s empty desk, his footsteps soft against the polished floor.He paused and shook his head slowly, a faint smile playing on his lips as he surveyed the now vacant space.Caio, carrying a stack of blueprints, approached with a brisk pace. “Uncle Josias, are you planning to hire another secretary?”Josias turned, his smile slight but genuine. “I don’t think that’s necessary. I believe they are about to return.”Caio’s face brightened. “That’s great; it’s good to have positive thoughts.”Josias’s gaze shifted to Caio, curiosity evident in his eyes. “What do you think about all this, Caio?”Caio cleared his throat, choosing his words carefully. “If I may share my opinion, Uncle Josias, I thought it was a very romantic gesture.”Josias chuckled, the sound rich with amusement. “I figured the younger generation would see it positively.”Caio hesitated, his tone taking on a cautious edge. “Aunt Melissa...”“She’s
The Vasquez Mansion cradled Sofia’s unrest within its opulent walls. At her suite, Sofia sat perched on the edge of the bed, her expression showing indignation.She stared blankly at the ornate carpet, her lips moving silently as if to convince herself of a truth.“That’s all I needed,” she muttered under her breath, her voice carrying a bitter edge. “To feel guilty for everything that happened. I never fell in love with Alan for financial reasons. My parents are not opportunists! Caroline Rocha is mistaken, and one day she’ll have to apologize to me!”The door creaked open, and Luís stepped into the room, his brow furrowed in concern. His gaze swept over the disarray of emotions etched on Sofia's face.“Cousin,” Luís said firmly, “that’s enough. You need to get out of this suite.”Sofia turned her head slightly, her eyes still fixed on the carpet. “Why?” she asked, her voice flat, as though the words themselves were heavy.“Because I don’t want to see you like this,” Luís replied, hi
In Matthew’s office at the General Hospital, Matthew sat behind his desk, his brow furrowed in confusion. He was grappling with William Campos’s unusual request—to perform what the man had called a ‘miracle’ on him.Matthew looked up, trying to decipher the meaning behind William’s words. “Mr. Campos, what do you mean by that?”William’s eyes sparkled with hope. “You don’t need to be modest, doctor. I know you managed to heal Erasmo Vasquez's back. Yes, I admit I didn’t handle it well when I kicked him, but that was a moment of weakness on my part.”Matthew tensed, an awkward silence settling between them. The memory of the forged test results for Erasmo Vasquez flashed uncomfortably in his mind. How was he supposed to explain this to William?Cautiously, Matthew responded, “Mr. Campos, please, I don’t know what Mr. Vasquez told you. I’m not a miracle worker.”William’s face fell slightly, but he quickly recovered. “So he exaggerated? It seemed like he was going to be stuck with broke
The next day, Melissa decided to discuss the letter with Josias.Her husband was relaxing in the bathtub of the Rocha Mansion suite. Today, he didn’t have to rush off to work.Melissa enters the bathroom in her nightgown and smiles at the sight. Her husband will turn 48 in 2010, but he still maintains a toned and attractive body for the ladies!“One day, I’m going to take a picture when you’re not looking,” Melissa teases, smiling seductively.“Don’t complain later when the ladies start lining up at the mansion entrance,” Josias responds with his eyes still closed, enjoying the bath salts.Melissa grabs a stool and sits beside the bathtub. “Darling, what should we think about what you told me yesterday regarding our children?”“Are you referring to Everaldo’s message?” Josias tilts his head. “I have no idea. I even thought of J.J., but he isn’t with us anymore, right?”Melissa feels a pang of melancholy, rubbing her throat. “No... J.J. passed away young in that plane crash...”“I don’
Josias is now alone in his office at Rocha Constructions, going over blueprints with Alfred.“Here, Alfredo. What do you think of this residential project?” Josias smiles.“Brigitte Complex?” Alfred scratches his neck. “Caio couldn’t be more obvious, huh?”“He’s in love, and that makes things easier.” Josias chuckles, understanding the hearts of the young. “Am I not honoring my wife with the next shopping mall?”“Yes, you’re right.” Alfred matches the smile of the construction company’s owner. “When everything is ready and inaugurated, are you going to throw a big party?”“I don’t know if people will want to party.” Josias suddenly becomes melancholy, looking out at the urban horizon through the large windows.Alfred understands where Josias is coming from. “She is missed, right?”“Yes, she is missed. And so is my secretary. I don’t want to hire another one, the employees would complain.” Josias alludes to the energetic and bright aura that Reuben always brings when he’s around.His d
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