Katrina looked closely at Adrian: the guy could be handsome if he took better care of himself. When he smiled, he showcased a missing tooth.However, his body seemed to be trying to get in shape. Was he recently going to the gym?“Well then, Mr. Curtis,” Katrina extended her hand, and Adrian handed her a brown envelope. “Tell me what you did at Glamour besides kissing my annoying cousin’s ass.”Adrian noticed an entrance and explored it. “Huh? Mrs. Ross, with all due respect, I did not kiss Miss Vasconcelos’s ass.”Katrina felt chills of hatred coursing through her body. “Please, don’t use my sacred last name for that harlot. She is now Mrs. Ferro.”Adrian nodded but expressed, “I apologize, Mrs. Ross. It’s just that I never accepted that shameful marriage. I don’t care if the ceremony was held in the Aurelia Cathedral; Mark Ferro never had the qualifications to marry your cousin, yet it seems she’s willing to lower herself for a… certain male organ.”Katrina smiled faintly, looking a
While the two series were in production, Briana and Luana decided to play detectives.They went to the Braz Social Club to investigate the video exchange further.Something inside them told them that Adrian was responsible, but they had no proof.As Briana parked her car, she said, “Luana, would you believe me if I told you that Adrian Curtis resigned just today?”Luana reacted with disbelief, her mouth agape. “WHAT?”“That’s right, don’t get too worked up.” Briana confirmed with a hint of irony, as if it were no big deal.But Luana didn’t want to calm down. “Briana, that’s a confession of guilt! Tell me, what was his excuse?”“I didn’t hear it from him. Gene approached Mark and me in the hallway and gave us the news.” Briana pulled the handbrake and turned off the engine. “He said he got a better offer from another company.”Luana got out of the car with her lips pursed.A better offer from another company? Yeah, right!“You know what I think?” Luana said as the two women headed to t
Mark walked into the office with Gene behind him. Both wore grim expressions, about to discuss the new discovery. “So, Adrian Curtis pretended to be fulfilling one of your requests and asked the parking staff for the security camera footage,” Gene concluded. “Yes, and he took the opportunity to make a copy of the footage from the day his father drugged Briana,” Mark replied with a fierce scowl. “Lord Ferro, do you realize that you have a problem on your hands?” Gene tried to be helpful by recalling this detail. “Even with Mr. Curtis resigning from here, he still has that video in his possession. He could display the video at any moment in some anonymous vlog or sell it to some low-tier gossip site.” Mark nodded, sitting down at the desk. “You’re right, Gene. We need to make sure that the video is destroyed.” “How are we going to do that without raising suspicion?” Gene raised his eyebrows. “There’s no way around it.” Mark thought for a moment and decided, “Adrian will realize th
After awkwardly falling off the treadmill in a comical way worthy of becoming a ‘meme’ on social media, Adrian stood up, extremely embarrassed, realizing that the beauty he had been watching had long since exited the treadmill and was chatting animatedly with the gym’s personal trainer.Luana shook her head, smiling dismissively. “Forget it, Adrian. Your future is Celia. Maybe not, if she finds out what you did…”“For your information…” Adrian caught his breath, tired from running, “...I’ll be working at the same company where she got a position as an assistant.”“Oh, I’m happy and sad for her at the same time!” Luana mocked. “And you plan to mess up and sabotage the projects at your next job?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Adrian shouted, turning red with anger and not from the exercise.“You know exactly what I mean.” Luana smiled, delighted with the effect she had on Adrian. “You managed to get an intimate video of Mark and Briana, taking what really happened out of con
Mary Ellen was indignant as she heard Mark suggest that the employee to be promoted to the supervisor position could not have mocked him and Briana in the past weeks.But how is that possible? EVERYONE at Glamour gossiped or speculated about their marriage!Feeling that her chance for promotion was slipping away, Mary Ellen bitterly retorted, “You might as well hire someone from outside, then!”“Mary Ellen, since you’re here, what do you have against my marriage?” Mark positioned himself in the doorway, preventing the employee from trying to escape.Mary Ellen’s eyes widened, feeling interrogated. “Will I lose my job depending on the answer?”Briana stood up from her desk. “No, but now I’m curious. I want to know what you gossip about me.”Mary Ellen turned to Briana with an angry look. “If you want to know, install listening devices in the company! I’m not going to throw anyone under the bus!”“We’re not asking you to throw anyone under the bus, just yourself,” Mark replied mockingly
"Mark, we need to talk right now." Mark Ferro, coming home from work in his janitor uniform, was surprised by his wife Celia's words. He expected to greet her lovingly and give her a gift. Tomorrow, they would celebrate their first wedding anniversary. "Yes, Celia. I'm listening," Mark closed the door, approaching her. Celia's facial expression, however, didn't invite Mark to affection and hugs. She stood with crossed arms, her face indicating anger, a desire to vent. "Mark, we need to end this deplorable situation in our lives," Celia continued, "You and I work in the lowest positions at the company, we barely have enough to eat, and you can't give me what I need, let alone what I want, for a long time." Mark swallowed hard, understanding his wife's words. "I know, dear, but—" "That's why I've already decided. I want a divorce!" Celia didn't even give Mark a chance to try to argue. Her words echoed in Mark's mind for a few seconds. He thought Celia was just going to complai
The package was red and heart-shaped, very romantic to match the occasion.Mark waited for her to open it. However, Celia, in uncontrolled rage, threw the package into the kitchen trash can where they were! "Celia! What does this mean?" Mark couldn't contain himself. "What do you think? I'm getting rid of these cheap gifts bought at the stationery shop! Is this how you want to save our marriage?" Celia retorted. "You didn't even open the package! Don't you want to know what's inside?" Mark approached the trash can. "If you take the package out of the trash, keep it! I don't want anything reeking like garbage! That's the last thing I need!" Frustrated and unable to take it anymore, Celia went to her room and slammed the door shut. Mark, scared, retrieved the package from the trash bin. He hoped the contents wouldn’t be broken. Discouraged, Mark decided to go to the bathroom with the contents. Once inside, he closed the door and sat down on the latrine. The wrapping was undon
The next day, Mark decided to go to the Braspolis City Registry Office to carry out the desired divorce.They barely had the energy to eat breakfast. Mark even thought that, with Celia discouraged, perhaps she hadn’t been serious.So, inside the car, he turned to her. “Are you sure, honey?”“Sure about what?”“About what do you want to do? You look sadder and more depressed than you did before you came up with this ridiculous idea—”“Start the car already! The neighbors are watching.” Celia put on her seat belt.It wasn’t this time that they would go by car. The engine, as if it were on Mark’s side, didn’t work at all, spluttering and making horrendous noises.Celia got out of the car furious. “Ah, that’s just what I needed!”“I’ll call the mechanic,” Mark said calmly.“Forget it. I don’t want to be another second late for the registry office!” Celia turned on her heel and left the parking lot.Mark had no choice but to follow her. He found himself at the bus stop.The bus appeared an