"Darling, keep conducting the interviews," Mark winks at her. "But if you want my opinion, hire my fan. It'll be fun to have him around.""Okay, dear, I'll take your opinion into account. Bye, bye!" Briana ends the video call.When the call ends, the aspiring chef sighed in discreet relief.He had thought he wouldn't be hired due to a mistake of his, displeasing Lord Ferro.Briana, smiling and personable, continued, "Well then, Julian Marques, as you heard, my husband liked you. And you seem to be a pleasant person to have around.""That's what I always strive to be, Madam Ferro." Julian bowed his head in reverence."Would you come with me to the kitchen for a test? I suddenly have a craving for an appetizer." Briana gets up."I've been looking forward to this opportunity!" Julian also stands up, ready to put his culinary skills to the test.Briana leads him to the kitchen.Meanwhile, Mark was using Briana's office to attend to his own matters as Lord Ferro.He called Linda. "Linda, t
Meanwhile, Adrian received the parking lot CCTV footage in the afternoon.He responded to the email with a thank you.He wasn't sure exactly what he would find, but since it was his father's recommendation...As Adrian started watching, he raised his eyes in astonishment.On the day his father was fired, Briana's car went to the farthest point of the camera's view.Still, it was clear it was Briana when she got out of the car.Adrian recalled his father saying that Briana had something to do with his dismissal.Nothing else happened in the parking lot, so Adrian fast-forwarded the video.Suddenly, he returned to normal speed, stunned by what he saw.That was... Mark?Mark, carrying Briana in his arms?What was going on for this to be possible?Adrian lamented that he couldn't zoom in on the camera. Briana's car didn't appear fully in the frame.He couldn't see Mark putting Briana in the passenger seat.But he did see Mark getting into the driver's side."Huh? Where are you going, Mark
Red Light, the unsubtle name of Adrian and Anthony's favorite nightclub, was this time packed with patrons eager to watch the supposed dancers in scanty outfits. However, it was this location that father and son chose to talk. Anthony was stunned, holding a glass of cognac to calm his nerves. "Son... That CCTV recording you emailed me is GOLD!" Adrian smirked maliciously. "Is it really?" Anthony nodded vigorously. "Yes! I finally understood what happened!" "What happened, Dad?" Adrian leaned forward, attentive and sharp. Anthony realized Adrian hadn't touched his drink yet, indicating that his son was 100% sober. Then, a story formed in Anthony's mind. "Uh... Son, what I'm about to share with you will also be golden information. Please, don't tell even your girlfriend. Use it at the exact moment!" "I understand," Adrian nodded. "Briana Vasconcelos showed up at Glamour for a collaborative project between us and the Vasconcelos Company," Anthony began. "I left her alone in my
Next day. At Ferro House, Briana was now relaxing in a bubbly bathtub prepared by one of the maids. She bowed slightly before leaving. "Enjoy your bath, Madam Ferro." "Thank you very much!" Briana smiled, satisfied.She would never have the same care to prepare something like that! Mark entered next, awestruck by the sight of his wife, both captivating and sexy. "You ask me to be merciful because you need to be able to walk the next day... And then you keep teasing me!" Briana laughed at her shirtless husband in sweatpants. "Behave, darling, and MAYBE I'll think about your case tonight." Mark placed both hands on his crotch, pretending to be casual. "Is today the big day?" Briana responded excitedly, "Yes, today I'll find out what the LCN Group decided!" Mark smiled affectionately. "You don't need to worry about anything, dear. People hold you in high esteem, and I heard that Vice President Linz is a sensible and sharp businesswoman."Tell me, was there any series or drama tha
Briana is now served by the chef Julian Marques. "Wow, what a huge improvement in my life!" Briana claps lightly when she sees pancakes with honey syrup and berries. "Enjoy your meal, Madam Ferro. And your lord?" Julian asks servilely. "Do you mean your idol?" Briana giggles as she picks up her fork and knife. "I'm still surprised by the coincidence. You met Mark in São Paulo, and now you're working for him." Julian smiles faintly, unsure of what to say. "I'll have milk in my coffee," Briana requests. "Oh, I'll go get it," Julian says as he hurries away. When he enters the kitchen, Mark is there waiting for him. "Lord Ferro!" "Shh..." Mark suddenly smiles gently. "How have you been, my young man?" Julian lowers his voice. "Very well, Lord Ferro! It's a great pleasure to serve you! My family sends hugs and congratulations on your second marriage." "I imagine you were expecting me to return to Sunset Village with my first wife, Celia," Mark explains. "But unfortunately, Celia
Outside, Katrina steps out of the first elevator and heads towards Susana's office door. "Oh, Lord, may You continue to protect me and bless me with Your infinite mercy!" Katrina felt entitled to pray. The door of the second elevator opened, and Briana emerged, disgusted by Katrina, who still had her hands together and was looking at the ceiling in a pious posture. "Amen, Sister Katrina!" Katrina turned to Briana with wide eyes. She had just prayed, so why did the Devil's servant come? "No, you're not going in now!" Katrina positioned herself in front of the office door, breathless. "I arrived first; my project will be chosen!" Briana smirked in disdain. "Don't be foolish and hysterical, cousin. Our projects have been approved; we're just going to discuss them. Vice-President Linz instructed me to be here at nine in the morning." "She told me the same time!" Katrina screamed. The door suddenly opened, and Gabriel Santos faced the two women. There was a favorable recognition
Adrian was outraged to hear his girlfriend expressing feelings for her ex-husband. Celia and Mary Ellen continued to talk, unaware they were being eavesdropped. "Look, Celia, it's hard to know if he's regretted divorcing you or not." "Mary Ellen, maybe the situation is different: since my conversation with him yesterday, I've been thinking about how miserable my life was, yet I had a man who loved me." "Sometimes love and money don't go hand in hand." Mary Ellen smiled. "Exactly. Who's to say that Mark really loves that valley girl, Briana Vasconcelos?" Celia became increasingly deluded, "Maybe Mark, thinking this would lead somewhere, tried to get close to this rich girl so we could both live off her money. By the way..." "What?" Mary Ellen eagerly awaited more. Celia prepared the cups for the table she was about to push. "I remember that the day before the divorce, Mark wanted to tell me something, but I was so determined to announce I wanted the divorce that I ended up not l
Briana approached Katrina, ready to confront her. She poked and almost shoved her 'devout' cousin. "Listen here, Katrina, it's best you stop with your fake piety. You don't believe in God, but in the Devil!" "SHUT UP!" Katrina roared, outraged. "Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?" "I'm someone who knows you well. Your heart is rotten. You just showed that inside!" Briana pointed to the double door. Katrina swallowed hard and tried to justify herself."I was just surprised when they said they liked TWO of your proposals." Briana smiled maliciously. "That wasn't all. You bounced when they said our programs would premiere together. What's wrong, cousin? Afraid to compete with me?" Katrina narrowed her eyes in fury but couldn't form words to defend herself. Briana continued, "How ugly, Katrina. You should be confident about succeeding. By the way, you were pretty sure you'd be the chosen one in the first place..."Oops! I forgot! Before, you were confident because d