Mark was heading out to the parking lot towards his Lamborghini. When he looked at the car, his gaze fell on the famous parking space where he and Briana had their first romantic encounter. Suspicious, Mark looked up, searching for surveillance cameras. “Did Adrian manage to get a recording from that day and try to show it at the party, pretending to have a sore throat to escape accusations?” Mark took out his phone and dialed Linda’s number. “Yes, Lord Ferro?” “Send someone to follow Adrian. If he happens to go to Red Light and talk to his father, keep me informed,” Mark ordered curtly. “Understood, Lord Ferro.” “Also, check what happened at the party that my wife and Luana Barros hosted yesterday. They were supposed to showcase some teasers for the series we’re filming, but the audio-visual team at Braz Social Club refused and almost caused a scene.” Mark grabbed the car key with his free hand. “That’s strange, Lord Ferro. We’ll look into that as well, don’t worry,” Linda as
“I came to say thank you for helping me, Mark,” Sandro commented after breaking the silence. “I could see you kept your promise by having both artists reveal who mediated the hiring. I just worry if this isn’t giving publicity to my niece’s series.” “In a way, it is. But Brie isn’t exasperated about it,” Mark smiled and crossed his legs. “Have you seen the teasers we released on social media? They’re blowing up with comments and shares.” “Yes, I thought they were very well produced. However, weren’t those videos supposed to be shown at the party she threw?” Sandro frowned. Mark cleared his throat. “Ahem… There was a technical problem. The audio and video team claimed they received a different video and refused to show it.” Mark’s phone buzzed with a message notification. “Excuse me, Sandro.” Mark checked his phone. He smiled upon reading: ‘Adrian Curtis is at Red Light.’ “Any good news?” Sandro asked. “Yes, excellent news,” Mark replied enigmatically. ****** Red Light, as ev
Briana returns to Ferro House. This time, Regis was present and ready to welcome her. He reaches out to take her coat and handbag. “Good evening, Mrs. Ferro. How was your workday?” “It was excellent, Regis, thank you very much. Is Mr. Ferro here?” “Yes, he’s with your father in the living room,” Regis replied promptly. Briana was surprised by the response. Her father had become a regular visitor, with Mark’s approval. “Thank you. And what about dinner?” “Julian is preparing fried calamari,” Regis said with a wide smile, thinking about enjoying that delicacy as well. Briana laughed and headed to the living room. Fried calamari is a treat. Upon entering the living room, she was surprised to see her father-in-law and husband engaging in lively conversation. “Wow, I could get used to this harmonious scene. Hello, Dad.” “HI, sweetheart!” Sandro stood up and kissed his daughter’s left cheek. Briana looked at Mark and couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation... knowing that Lua
Gilson and Claudia were determined to maintain their status as the favorites in the Vasconcelos Mansion at all costs. Claudia sat beside her husband and softened her voice. “Althea, you can’t be serious.” “Are you questioning my sanity?” Althea’s eyebrows dangerously rose. “I didn’t say that.” Claudia hurried to correct herself. “I’m questioning the loyalty you have to my husband and my children. You need to keep supporting Chris’s and Katrina’s accomplishments.” “Who said I intend to stop doing that?” Althea shook her head. “I’m just realizing that my son Sandro is getting his life in order, becoming someone capable of bringing joy and profits to the Vasconcelos family.” Gilson panicked. “Mom, even if that happens, you can’t give credit to Sandro! You need to continue valuing me, only me, as your prodigal and favorite son! I’m the one leading the Vasconcelos family to glory!” Althea found all of this confusing. “I need to go to my room. A new episode of ‘Love Spins the World’ i
Katrina was horrified when James yelled at her to be quiet while she needed to communicate with her husband. “What the hell does that mean?” she asked, slowly getting up. James, frustrated with everything going wrong, shook his head. “I’m sorry, dear. I’m stressed about a lot of things.” “And I’m the perfect punching bag, is that it?” Katrina yelled indignantly. “No, forgive me.” James tried to hug Katrina, but she sidestepped him, pulling away. “No, today there will be no ‘fun.’ Go get dressed; dinner is about to be served. Briana’s teasers are trending on the Internet, and we haven’t done anything for our followers. No one is going to watch my show, and it’ll be your fault!” James was horrified, his jaw dropping for a few seconds. “Huh? Why would it be MY fault?” “Because I’m not seeing you doing anything productive to help me!” Katrina complained. “Nothing was done while I was bedridden. On the contrary, you let Vivian Leite and other actors slip through our fingers, going t
Gilson was bothered by the warning glance Sandro gave his son-in-law. “Is there a problem, Sandro?” Gilson asked provocatively. Sandro turned to his insolent brother. “If you don’t think it’s wrong for your son-in-law to be rude...” Nadir tapped her husband’s right hand. “Please, darling, don’t get worked up. This dinner is a celebration.” Claudia retorted, making a face of disgust. “Celebrate what, you creature from hell?” “Shut up, you whore...” Sandro ordered through clenched teeth, glaring at Claudia. Nadir, feeling protected by Sandro, held her chin up proudly. “Didn’t you see Lisandro’s show, where Alanna Torres and Ray Dixon admitted that it was MY HUSBAND who formalized their hiring?” Claudia felt like vomiting, retching at the table. Althea, smiling and satisfied, turned to Katrina. “My granddaughter, aren’t you going to thank your uncle for helping you with this important hire? You were bedridden after driving drunk thanks to the cognac your irresponsible father insi
Althea put her hand in the middle of her chest, feeling her heart freeze with shock.Gilson, noticing the opportunity that had arisen, stood up with a challenging expression. “What’s wrong with you, man? Aren’t you hungry? Why did you throw the food on the floor with so many people starving?”“Gilson, SIT DOWN NOW!” Althea ordered imperially.Gilson was stunned by his mother’s outburst. “Mom, are you only going to complain now? What about dinner?”“The servants will bring new platters of options. Someone will clean this mess, unless you want to do it since you’re so concerned!” Althea retorted sternly, a very expressive frown on her face.The other family members were at a loss for words, somewhat paralyzed.Althea turned to Christopher. “Didn’t I order you all to stop with these baseless accusations against Briana and her husband? Didn’t we have the police forensic examination confirming that there was no tampering with Katrina’s brakes? Didn’t we have the doctor saying that Katrina
Mark noticed Briana’s hesitation. “Dear, did Luana happen to tell you about the video? I know she was talking extensively with the club staff.” Mark took his wife’s hands in his.Briana cleared her throat. “Yes, you saw how nervous she got when she found out there was a switch.”“And did they tell or show Luana what the other video was?” Mark kindly asked, practically guiding Briana to tell the truth.Seeing that Mark was genuinely concerned, Briana decided to explain everything. “Yes, darling. Luana knows.”“She must not have wasted any time telling you, right?” Mark asked once more.Briana sighed. “Mark… you won’t believe this. Someone got a video of that day when I was drugged by Anthony Curtis, and you saved me...”“What a great rescue…” Mark joked, self-deprecating.“HEY, don’t do that!” Briana lightly pushed Mark. “You really saved me. I’m grateful to God it was you and not some other guy who could have really taken advantage of me in the situation I was in.”“Thank you, dear.”