In Briana's office at Glamour, Mark smiled confidently, unfazed by James's heated threats."What's with that stupid grin?" James demanded, his anger intensifying."You mean YOU want to expose me to the LCN Group?" Mark asked, his tone cool and collected."Exactly! Vice President Linz won't be happy to learn that Glamour's representative is a fraud! Not to mention the public opinion! Do you really think you can get away with this?"Mark, still calm, replied, "I will."James, seething with rage, kicked the desk in frustration.As the glass from the shattered monitor crunched beneath his shoes, Mark decided to stand, avoiding the shards."Not only that," Mark added, "I'm going to charge you for the repair of Briana's computer.""Oh, don't have any money?" James shot back sarcastically. "I forgot, you live off my cousin!""And you live in a sham marriage, pretending to love Katrina when it's Briana you really care about," Mark said, his voice cutting.James froze, his eyes widening as if
In Briana's office, tension filled the air as James stared at Mark in horror, realizing the tables had turned."You can't do this," James said, his voice frantic. "This will ruin everything!"Mark's smile darkened. "Ruin what, and for whom? Oh, I get it! Grandma Althea won't be too pleased to find out her granddaughter's husband spent the honeymoon with Caribbean hookers."She'll probably order Katrina to divorce you, just like she always wanted Briana to leave me. The difference?"Katrina doesn't have Briana's backbone. She'll blindly follow her grandmother's orders and divorce you in a heartbeat.""That's ridiculous!" James shouted, desperation creeping in. "How can you be so sure?"Mark shook his head, his voice dripping with condescension. "James... Katrina is obsessed with pleasing her grandmother. She's always trying to stay in her good graces, doing everything the old matriarch asks."Briana? She never cared what that wrinkled old woman thought. How many times did Althea demand
Katrina stood in the parking lot of LCN Group, causing quite a scene.Her dramatic gestures and frazzled demeanor made it look like she was on the verge of a breakdown.She was next to her car with the driver's door open, but instead of getting inside, she was glued to her phone.Meanwhile, in the office at Glamour, Mark couldn't help but smile ironically as he imagined what must be going through Katrina's mind.James, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck, sweating profusely as he realized this was his chance to keep his secret safe."Katrina?" Mark's voice was calm as he spoke into the phone.Katrina, however, couldn't hold back any longer. She exploded. "Are you out of your mind, Mark?!"Mark sighed, feigning disappointment. "Why does everyone have such a negative view of me?""You seriously want me to kneel in front of Briana and beg for forgiveness because she couldn't handle the situation?" Katrina shot back with frustration."She didn't even need to handle it! It was all about
Briana and Luana had recovered fully from the fierce and controversial weekend with their partners and were now focused on business.Karl was with them in the living room at Ferro House.Briana, wearing glasses and holding a clipboard, was outlining her next steps."Karl, I'm putting you in charge of the series 'Times of Glory.' We need a strong cast to captivate the male audience — although, of course, women will watch it too," Briana said.Karl flashed a sly smile. "Leave it to me."Luana nudged him playfully. "No picking out hot actresses, okay?"Karl feigned innocence. "Huh? Luana, how could you think that of me?"Briana burst into laughter, easing the tension in the room. "What's this? Am I witnessing your first couple's quarrel?"Luana, trying to regain her professionalism, said, "It's not that. We just need to be careful with the casting, especially for the lead role. It's a story about war and conflict — we can't hire skinny or unattractive actors."Briana, teasing Karl, added
Luana walked back inside, looking uneasy and suspicious.Briana and Karl noticed her expression right away."What's wrong, Luana?" Briana asked."Friend, I know I was supposed to take care of things, but you need to see this for yourself," Luana replied."See what?" Briana pressed."Katrina claims she got our address from Mark."Briana chuckled. "That's ridiculous. Luana, you know very well my husband didn't want anyone in my family knowing where we live.""Then how else could Katrina have found out? It wasn't me," Luana insisted.Karl raised his hands defensively. "Hey, don't look at me!"Briana sighed. "Alright, let's see what this drama is all about. Come on."The three of them headed toward the entrance of the house.Outside, Katrina grinned as she saw the trio approaching."Well, here come the superhero trio," she said smugly.Briana crossed her arms, already tired of the confrontation. "I'm getting really fed up with these games, Katrina. Just tell me — how did you find out wher
In Briana's office at Glamour, the janitor, who had worked alongside Mark, was busy sweeping up shards of glass from the broken monitor."How things change, huh, Mark?" the janitor mused. "Think I could be a manager like you someday?"Mark smiled. "If you study, go to college, and work hard, anything's possible.""Fine... But why did that guy break Manager Vasconcelos' monitor? He's gonna pay for it, right?" the janitor asked.Mark nodded, still grinning. "For sure."Just as he said this, Briana entered the room, catching the tail end of the conversation.Her eyes immediately went to her desk, where her computer was missing, and then to Mark, who was casually working on his tablet."Great," Briana said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How am I supposed to work under these conditions?""James is getting you a new computer," Mark replied. "He thought it'd be better to pay for that than the Lamborghini."Briana's expression hardened as she walked closer to the desk.The janitor quickly
In the coffee room, Mary Ellen sipped on her filtered water instead of coffee when suddenly, Celia burst in, nearly toppling the coffee table and everything on it."Celia! Be careful, you almost knocked over the coffee thermos!" Mary Ellen exclaimed, stepping forward.Celia, clearly frustrated, retorted, "I hope everything falls so I can get fired for it!"Mary Ellen, now closer, looked at her with concern. "You can't be serious. Come on, tell Aunt Mary Ellen what's going on."Parking the cart in the corner, Celia replied, "You're not old enough to be my aunt.""It's just a figure of speech," Mary Ellen brushed it off. "Now, tell me what's bothering you."Celia sighed deeply, her voice full of frustration. "Mark's happiness and Manager Vasconcelos really bother me. Mary Ellen, tell me what's happening to me!""You're suffering from disillusionment," Mary Ellen said calmly."Disillusionment? But how?" Celia looked shocked. "I was sure — no, I AM sure — that Mark still loves me. Why els
Adrian and James met at the restaurant in Rocha Hotel.But they were so upset about recent events that they didn't even use the special menu according to their status; they simply went to the guest common area, settling for a basic menu.With glasses of the cheapest wine and gnocchi that seemed to have been reheated by the cooks, they complained about Mark and life."So the idiot 'resolved' the Lamborghini situation by having your wife apologize to Briana?" Adrian chuckled.James, eternally in love with Briana, replied grimly, "I was talking to Briana when Katrina took my phone and started the cursing."Briana got sick, and Mark wanted revenge for that. As far as I'm concerned, there was no more fitting punishment for my reckless wife who only made things worse."Adrian raised an eyebrow, noticing. "You have a special fondness for Briana Vasconcelos, huh?""She doesn't deserve to be married to someone like Mark Ferro, do you think?" James asked in a somewhat threatening tone, casting