Josias and Elza continue to talk in the penthouse living room. He has already told in detail how his father died and how he managed to escape.
"So how's your husband doing?" Josias asks.
"He's alive, that's what matters." Elza replies by pursing her lips, "Your father would be 50 now if he had the wits."
"Mother, are you still not over?" Josias asks angrily. If she only knew what he faced concerning this matter...
"How will I get over it?" Elza becomes dramatic, "I could be present the day they murdered him, they could rape me... Glad you got away. That's what makes me furious the most, knowing Tony left you exposed to this danger... Instead of him finding honest employment, he preferred to borrow money from a pawnbroker! I often thought of the mistake of leaving you behind, but I took comfort in thinking that Tony was taking better care of you."
Josias doesn't know if he immediately believes his mother's words. "Well, I've always been in town, in
While Carmen and Cristina are cheering, the Bento family doesn't agree with Tiago's announcement. At the Crystal Blue restaurant, the older brother confesses his feelings to the siblings in the kitchen. All around them, chiefs and sous-chiefs pace back and forth, hurried with the mise en place."Brother, you can't marry the bitch Pamela's sister!" Elisa demonstrates her disapproval, "And if the newspapers do the link between the two, everyone will think she's marrying you out of interest.""I haven't told her yet," Tiago thinks this is funny."Great, give you time to rethink this madness." Marcelo opines, "She doesn't have the qualifications to enter my restaurant.""Does she follow in her younger sister's footsteps, or is she the one who set the promiscuous example for her younger sister?" Igor questions."No, guys, she's totally the opposite." Tiago defends Carmen, "By the way, it looks like Pamela was adopted. You have to meet her parents; they'
In Adolfo's hideous house, the family at least could buy a radio, and on it came the song "Born in the USA", by the aforementioned Bruce Springsteen. Mirtes gets even angrier."Turn off that damn radio 'cause I don't have the patience today!""And since when did you have patience, Mom?" Flávia asks, coming from the kitchen chewing a banana.Adolfo is on the sofa that had sunk under his weight, looking avidly at the wanted-ads. "Who was it, woman?""Your sister called me wanting to offer Flavia a job as a maid in Lagoon City! See if such outrage is possible!" Mirtes crosses her arms.Flávia opens her eyes with hope: "A job for me? I want it!""Did you just hear what I said?" Mirtes's unpleasant voice rings in the eardrums of her husband and daughter like a mare's neigh."Mirtes, don't be dumb!" Adolfo closes the paper, "I'm still unemployed. If our daughter has a chance to work, we can't stop her!""And even more,
Teodoro is listening to "We Don't Need Another Hero" by Tina Turner on his famous radio as he sweeps the floor of his building's entrance. Pamela appears and steps right where he has just swept. As it rained the night before, her shoes stain the floor with mud.Teodoro gets furious: "In addition to messing up my son's life, are you going to mess up my floor?"Pamela responds with disdain: "Your son is the one who perverted me, stop acquitting him! By the way, I came here to discuss the progress of the marriage. Is he in?""No, he just went to work. Go away!"Wallace comes down the hallway this time, hearing the scream. "What's going on here?"His gaze meets Pamela's. The two stay like that for a few seconds.Teodoro hates the romantic mood that arises and pulls Pamela by the arm out of the lobby. "Want to get pregnant again, you bitch? Out!""Teodoro, release Pamela NOW!" Wallace roars like the King of the Jungle.Teodoro lets
Josias is sitting in Laerte's presidential chair instead of being the other way around, this was a gesture by Laerte to put young Master Rocha at ease. Laerte and Bruno are standing while Ernesto is sitting in a corner taking notes as if he were a notary.Laerte looks at Octavio's floor plan. "Congratulations on the floor plan, your architect draws very well. How many floors?"Josias responds in a serious and professional tone. "We've decided that the building will have five floors. The ground floor will be fully open, just for the entrance, lobby, and stairs. It will also serve as a parking lot. Four apartments will get the morning sun and four will get the afternoon sun. Eight one-bedroom apartments per floor, totaling 32 apartments for you to sell."Laerte analyzes the proposal. Gomes Real Estate is used to selling properties with greater purchasing power, such as luxury homes or apartments. However, he understood that Silva Constructions was just getting sta
Josias returns to Silva Constructions with Ernesto always one step behind. Carmen sees the two enter and gives them a contemptuous look, thinking this is ridiculous."Jesus Christ, what does it cost the secretary to walk beside him? Fame is going to Josias's head." She thinks.Josias slams both hands down on Carmen's desk and leans into her with a fierce glare. "Do you want to explain to me, you incompetent, why you decided to leave typing errors right in the contract I took to Gomes Real Estate? I paid the biggest shame of my life! My first business meeting outside the company and you make me one of those?"Carmen laughs contemptuously. "Good, so I get revenge for all the cruel things you say to me!""Don't you realize that the company loses and your salary is affected if we don't close deals?" Josias counters firmly."She will never understand, Mr. Rocha." Ernesto helps with the humiliation, "That's why she's just a secretary."Carmen with
Josias rolls his eyes when he finds Uélton once again not controlling his tongue."Uélton, what are you doing here?" Milton sternly reprimands him, "Get out of here, don't be rude!""Milton, Josias is my best friend and I have the right to interrupt!" Uélton pronounces this mistaken phrase.Josias remains impassive. "Uélton, you know you would be fired if the boss were someone else."Uélton approaches him. "I thought you trusted me to promote me from office. I didn't expect you to ask me to build the apartment building, but leave me out of command of the electrical team? Come on, don't I have worked hard and learned enough?""Uélton..." Milton tries to speak."And as for you, Milton, you traitor!" Uélton points a finger at him and here the tone gets fiercer, "I worked side by side with you, you taught me everything I know, and now you promise to promote another guy who just arrived?""A
Saturday. Teodoro and Beto have breakfast. The radio has been moved into the kitchen and Bryan Adams's song "Heaven" is playing to the delight of the breakfasting tenants.However, Teodoro is the only one with a frown even in the face of oatmeal with milk and fruit. Beto chews eggs with bacon and toast and tries to understand his father's bad mood."Are you angry about your diet? The doctors told you to take care of your cholesterol.""What did you and bitch Pamela deal with yesterday?" Teodoro growls as he chews on a piece of strawberry.Beto turns up his nose at the question. "Father, I think you'd better swallow your curses. Pamela will become Mrs. Reis and then give birth to your legitimate grandson."Teodoro was going to swallow, but with Beto's sentence, he chokes. After disentangling himself, he complains, "But over my dead body!""OK, we'll have your funeral and then the wedding," Beto responds callously."When I planned on se
Harold and Uélton are watching a Formula 1 race on TV. But while Harold follows with interest, Uélton is sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed, looking like a cranky child."Not enjoying the race, son?" Harold asks."You can keep watching, Dad." Uélton gets up.At this moment, Josias appears at the open door. "Anybody home?"Uélton is negatively surprised. "What are you doing here?"Harold gets up, wondering at the bad mood. "Hello, Josias! Come in please."Josias enters facing Uélton. Isabel comes in from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron."Good morning, Josias!" She greets him, "Any good news?"Josias asks, still staring at Uélton: "Didn't you tell them?""Have you come to rub my shame in their faces?" Uélton counters with fury.Harold comes between the two. "Oops, best friends fight? Should we retreat, or...?""No need, Mr. Freire." Josias cal