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
"Yes, Regis?""They are calling for you… Sandro Vasconcelos!"Briana let her cutlery drop to the table with a clatter."What the hell is my father doing here?" Briana exclaimed indignantly."I don't know, Madame Ferro, we're very sorry!" Regis reacted fearfully as if it were his fault. "We don't know how Madame's and Mr. Ferro's address got leaked to the family."Briana and Luana exchanged knowing glances.Of course, if Mark gave the address to Katrina to show up, she certainly took the opportunity to share it with everyone!"Madame, should I give the order?"Briana saw Regis reach into his suit and wondered if he had a hidden weapon, and that 'giving the order' meant 'executing Sandro summarily.'"Have him wait in the living room. We are having lunch. I assume he had lunch to come at this hour, right?"Regis nodded, bowed, and hurried out.Luana said between giggles, "Hehe, my friend Briana, you know how to be fierce when needed, huh? May I never disagree with you!""You're chill." B
Mark sat back down at the desk once again, satisfied with the outcome of this lesson he had delivered to the fools who dared to make his wife sad.He flipped through the Lamborghini purchase documentation with an indifferent look, as if he were reading a mere electricity bill.But if James had read carefully, he would have noticed that Mark had not financed the car in 120 installments of R$ 35,000.00.Mark had bought the car IN FULL.Moreover, the payment had already been made.Mark had managed to get a discount, but still, nobody besides Lord Ferro would have the means to purchase the car like that, paying in one go.James was so stunned that he hadn't realized this, only wanting to rid himself of the purchase of a car he wouldn't get to enjoy!******After making him wait for nearly an hour, Briana finally appeared in the living room to talk to her father.Her expression was uninviting, and her posture was not what one would expect from a host."Good afternoon, daughter.""I hope yo