Hours later, Adolfo and Mirtes are completely dismayed by the outcome of the party at the hotel. Their daughter was used as a disposable handkerchief!
Mirtes dreamed that her daughter would forever be a spinster, bitter as she was, so the two would have something in common. If Flávia were to marry Uélton and be a happy and fulfilled woman, she would never forgive her daughter for that.
That's why she takes advantage of Flávia's emotional breakdown to crush the little self-esteem that remains in her daughter: "Now let's go to the police, this bastard raped you!"
"No, mom, he actually saved me from one of the players who was going to take me right there in the pool." Flavia at least admits that.
"Nothing like that! Let's go to the police station to lie that it was the big-eared one! Just so you can get revenge on Melissa and Dora!"
"I wish it was Will, Mom!" Flavia walks in circles in her room, "I wanted Will to get me pregnant,
Weeks later, the wedding of Uélton and Flávia was set to take place even against Mirtes's wishes."Adolfo, you can't be serious!" Mirtes snapped one day when he was trying to read the wanted-ads in the living room, "My daughter won't make the same mistakes as me!"Adolfo leaves the newspaper in his lap and settles himself in his armchair, "And what mistakes did you make?""Marry you! My daughter doesn't deserve to suffer in the clutches of a man. She's better than all that!""But Flavia won't marry me." He smiles wryly, "She's going to marry the guy she's decided to sleep with and have her first time with. And don't say our daughter doesn't want to live with a man, as she admitted she went to that hotel party willing to find one guy."Flávia only omitted that she wanted to sleep with her own cousin....Josias returned home and told the whole situation to a devastated Melissa. She is at least relieved to learn tha
Melissa turns on the radio and the song "I'll Never Be Maria Magdalena" by Sandra fills the living room to lighten her spirits.Flávia is on the balcony dusting off the reclining chairs that Melissa uses to watch the sunset. Hearing the music, she grinds her teeth.Didn't the ladies bother with a piece of more poppy and upbeat music? Why Elza and Elisa don't complain about non-erudite music now? Or was the problem not the music itself, but the maid who couldn't have fun?Inside the living room, the ladies comment cruelly on everything that is going on."So, dear daughter-in-law, has Josias already made up his mind about the biography?" Elza insists on the matter.Melissa purses her lips. "He doesn't want Vernon to write that Josias had a brother-in-law who was almost the victim of an orgy."Elza laughs. "Oh, you can be sure we won't put anything related to the maid in the book. After all, we want Josias's biography to sell in droves."
Josias enters the penthouse and Whitney Houston's song "Greatest Love of All" tickles his ears. Caio appears and reaches out to take his briefcase."I take it, uncle!" He offers himself."I think it's heavy." Josias jokes.The briefcase is heavy, but Caio struggles to carry it to the master suite. Josias laughs at his nephew's disposition and remembers Uélton having the same mental age.As she takes off her suit and walks into the living room, Melissa is now alone on the couch enjoying the music. There are still buttery cookies on the tray on the coffee table."Goodnight, my love!" She greets him.Josias leans over and kisses his wife. "Good night! We have good news. Where's Flavia?"Melissa sighs. For the first time since the tragedy happened, no one asked about Flavia. "She's in the little room.""Call her, it has to do with her."Melissa gets up and goes to call her cousin thinking she will be fired.Whe
Flávia is confronted by Melissa and Josias if she is pregnant. She smiles, perhaps ironically, and replies indifferently, "I don't know. I didn't like the smell of the cookie, maybe I was already sick.""We know very well about your situation, Flávia." Melissa tries to be understanding."Damn it, it would be very unlucky for me to get pregnant right after my first time, and just to the man I don't love, don't you think so?"Josias is uncomfortable with Flávia's posture. It's true that Uélton doesn't make the situation easy, but does Flávia really need to talk like that?"OK, Flavia, you weren't planning to marry Uélton." He inquires, "But, what were you doing at the hotel party?"Flávia is offended: "I don't owe you explanations!""Careful, Flavia!" Melissa also objects, "You're talking to my husband. We just want to understand you. How did you go to the party?""The big-eared dude took
Pamela is feeding Rosemary apple-flavored baby food. The radio plays "Hunting High and Low" by A-ha. Beto is in the armchair reading the newspaper, a little uncomfortable with the music because Pamela admires the singer, as do countless Brazilian women.When Beto reads the property sales advertisements, his eye finds the announcement of the inauguration of the Silva Building."Look, my love!" He announces to his wife, "Silva Constructions' first building has been completed. Residents will be able to move there now.""Mother told me that among these residents will be your father's tenants." She replies, "So, they will tear down the building and build a new one.""My dad would love to see his building all new and renovated." Beto sighs.Rosemary shows that she doesn't want to eat anymore and Pamela respects her wishes. Then she focuses on her conversation with her husband: "So, how have you been getting along with Vera, honey?""We hardly talk
At the construction site, this time in Rainbow Garden, Simeon and Uélton are among countless construction workers celebrating the inauguration of the Silva Building. Since no one has champagne, everyone raises American cups of coffee."May the Silva Building, which bears the name of our boss, be the first of many so that our company can always grow, and so do our salaries!" Simeon declares."Hurray!" All shout in unison.After toasting and drinking coffee, everyone claps their hands. They are aware of being part of a rising empire.Once the improvised celebration is over, the workers begin to work. Among them, Melissa approaches looking for Uélton. Not knowing the meaning, she picks up the white helmet.The workers refer to Mrs. Rocha. No one dares to flirt with the untouchable wife of the mighty Josias Rocha."Hello, gentlemen, where can I find Uélton Freire?""If he hasn't been electrocuted yet, he's in the kitc
Flávia, Elza, and Elisa wait to find out if Melissa arrived from the street and if she had heard their fight. From a distance, they hear the radio turn on and the song "Conga" by Gloria Estefan reaches their ears.Melissa enters the hallway and finds the three women somewhat strange. "What happened?"Elza and Elisa shamefully disguise it."Looks like the maid is feeling sick." Elza quickly responds.Melissa sighs. "Yes, she is not doing well.""Honey, you better see a doctor." Elisa falsely expresses concern, "The worst thing that could happen to your mistress would be if you died."Flavia, unlike the others, knows very well how to disguise the contempt she feels. "Thanks for your concern, I'm going to bed. Excuse me."Flávia goes to her little room and lies down. She begins to ponder her life goals.OK, the revenge she planned on Melissa and Dora failed, and it was still to satisfy Mirtes. The revenge she wants a
The next day, Elsa serves breakfast at the Queiroz family's house. Vernon appears wearing the tie, tying it with his teeth in the street."Today you woke up in a good mood!" Elza greets him.João Paulo is already at the table eating cornflakes.Vernon sits up excitedly. "And with good reason, dear! Just yesterday, I was barely back in my office when Ernesto called to inform me that Josias accepted the proposal for the biography!"Elza leaves the finished bottle on the table and hugs her husband, ecstatic. "Oh, how wonderful!"After breaking the hug, the two sit down and start to help themselves.Elza warns him: "But, honey, I leave you with a warning: no inventing things that didn't exist to spice up the book. No commenting on unpleasant things. My son must have his reasons for not having readily accepted the proposal.""Yes, your son is shy and modest.""And me, dad, are you going to write a book about me?" João