Rodrigo visits Daryl at Crystal Blue to discuss their earlier conversation. He finds his cousin in the office that used to belong to Daniela. “Daryl, I need to chat with you. But please, don’t get your hopes up too much.” “What do you mean? I’m a controlled guy!” Daryl replied in a joking tone. Rodrigo hesitated, unsure whether to continue. He knew how emotional Daryl could be. “Okay, but as I said, don’t get your hopes up. Thierry is commenting that his son is going to inherit the supermarket.” Daryl, as expected, couldn’t contain his emotions. “But why doesn’t THIERRY just take over that damn supermarket already, huh?” Rodrigo jumped slightly. “Huh? You promised you would stay calm.” Daryl took a deep breath and counted to five before continuing. “Sorry, cousin. But I’m just stating the truth. Thierry should have taken over the supermarket from the start. It’s his last name. Or does he plan to keep playing photographer until he dies?” “That was basically what he said,” Rodri
At General Hospital, Reynaldo hurried in after the meeting with J.J. Leonardo was at the door of the private room. “So, bro? How was the meeting?” “The meeting went well. J.J. still doesn’t know whether to leave the farm in the hands of the representative. He claims that even if that’s the case, he would still have to check with the representative about the most interesting news from the farm.” Reynaldo scratched the back of his neck. “Take it easy, don’t rush him.” Leonardo advised in a lawyerly tone. “In time, J.J. will realize he can’t do two things at once.” They heard someone mumbling in the room – it was their father. “Go to your appointment; I’ll take over from here.” Reynaldo patted Leonardo’s shoulder. As Leonardo was stepping away, he startled when J.J. turned the corner to find him. “J.J.?” “Hey, what’s with that face? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” J.J. laughed at Leonardo's startled expression. Leonardo shook his head. “It’s nothing like that; I was just sur
At Lafayette Mansion, Rosemary and Nadia were chatting about the current topic after Rosemary had put Jean Luc to sleep – again.“He’s gonna wake us up in the middle of the night soon,” Rosemary commented, not in a complaining tone.Nadia laughed. “Frank used to pull that on us.”The two sat down on the sofa.Rosemary cleared her throat somewhat unnecessarily, “Ahem... so, dear, our husbands are discussing which business Jean Luc will inherit.”Nadia nodded. “Does that mean my brother is, even if late, showing interest in the supermarket?”“He still wants to stay in the studio,” Rosemary replied. “We had our little private chat there. But it’s clear he wants Jean Luc in the supermarket.”Nadia smiled slightly. “Photography is a very specific profession. It’s not something that can be passed from parent to child like the supermarket. In photography, a person needs to have desire, passion, talent... Thierry is predicting that there’s a good chance Jean Luc wants to do something else whe
Helen was talking to Karen about family dramas at Cardozo’s store. There weren’t many customers at this hour.“And then, my husband, who has never been violent, as gentle as my brother-in-law... slapped Alan!”Karen smiled with pleasure. “Wow! That’s what you expect from a real man, the protector of the household!”“Karen, you’re not getting it...”Karen shook her finger. “No, dear, you didn’t think Josias Rocha would be someone ‘gentle.’ From everything I’ve heard about him and the things Tony tells me, Josias is someone with power and authority; not gentle at all!”Helen pondered over that and remembered several moments when Josias had been uncompromising when necessary.Suddenly, João Paulo rushed into the store, panting.“Helen, MY DEAR! Something terrible has happened!”“What is it, my love?” Helen was horrified.“Josias called...” João Paulo felt a lump in his throat. “My dad... he is sick! Josias thinks he won’t make it... he’s calling for me!”“Oh no!” Helen, even more horrifi
Kelvin and Tony entered the store chatting animatedly. They were wearing soccer uniforms and cleats. Karen was at the register, counting credit card payment receipts. “Sis, what are you doing here?” Tony asked. “Wasn't Helen supposed to handle this?” Karen looked up. “How was the soccer match?” “I need to consult that Dr. Hogan you keep praising,” Tony laughed, patting his chest. “I almost had a heart attack.” Kelvin also laughed. “You work all day sitting at that desk; you need to keep exercising.” “Okay, put me in as a goalkeeper for the next match,” Tony replied good-naturedly. Karen, smiling at their cheerful demeanor, replied, “I gave Helen the rest of the day off.” Then she slowly started to fade her smile. “Oh, you haven’t heard yet...” “What happened?” Kelvin asked. “João Paulo got a call from Josias Rocha. Their father is sick... probably dying... and he was calling João Paulo, sensing the worst.” “Oh, how awful!” Kelvin was shocked. “When the time comes, a person kn
Felipe was horrified at the sight of Suzy. “SUZY! For God’s sake, don’t do this to me!” He rushed over and hugged her. Suzy couldn’t hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face. Jake appeared in the doorway. “Suzy, I told you Mr. Mountain was busy!” “Jake, don’t worry. I’ll take care of this.” Felipe turned to his father and uncle. “Do you mind?” “No, son, if she came here, it’s because she needs to talk to you. Come on, Kelvin.” Daryl pulled Kelvin out. After the door closed, Suzy stepped back, wiping her tears. “Oh, I must have smudged my makeup.” “You’re beautiful even without makeup, Suzy.” Felipe pulled up a chair, the same one Daryl had been sitting in. “Come on, tell me what happened. Why aren’t you wearing the hotel maid uniform?” Suzy sat down. She took a deep breath. “David Rocha fired me.” “WHAT?” Felipe kicked the desk, startling Suzy. “Felipe, if you’re going to stress out, I’d rather leave. I don’t want to cause you problems; I didn’t come here for tha
1980Josias Rocha opens the door to his room and enters; then he closes it again. He got out of the shower, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, and goes to the wardrobe to put on fresh clothes.He opens the wardrobe carefully because the doors are warped. His father wanted to assemble the furniture on his own and was not efficient.As Josias pulls on his briefs, he hears a loud noise from the living room door. His father is watching television. It looks like the door has been broken open.Next, angry and disturbed voices alternate with the frightened voice of Josias's father. Not just a visitor, Josias hears three or four voices, indicating a gang. There is a fierce discussion going on in the living room.Curious and a little afraid, Josias goes to the door to listen better. He does not dare to leave his room and see who these men are, but by their tone of voice, you can see that they are not good-natured people.“I swear to yo
Josias hadn't remembered to pick up his watch or his wallet, nothing more. All he wanted to do was get out of his house as soon as possible. The only thing he remembers at the moment was that when he went to take a shower, the clock said seven in the evening. He supposed it would now be half-past seven at night. So the neighborhood bus was still running.Josias quickens his pace and goes to the street where the bus passes. As he approaches the bus stop, a boy is waiting for the next time. Josias sits on the bench and is also waiting for transport.As he sits, Josias leans over and heaves a sigh of dismay. The boy who is waiting to drive with him would never have imagined that the boy who sighs had just lost his father murdered by loan shark collectors.Josias still didn't want to shed any tears; he doesn't want to draw undue attention from the other boy. He puts his hand in his pocket and counts the money he collected in a hurry to escape. Yes, the money would b