Sensing an opportunity, Mark discreetly dialed Susana."Yes, Lord Ferro?" Susana answered promptly."What do you know about Armando Pratt?" Mark inquired sharply.Susana hesitated for a moment before replying, "Well, he comes from a prominent family in Braspolis, known for their involvement in film and series productions, and—""Find out everything about them," Mark interrupted, his voice firm and commanding. "And ensure they go bankrupt in five minutes.""Understood, Lord Ferro," Susana acknowledged before ending the call.Returning his attention to the ongoing confrontation, Mark was surprised to see Armando persisting in his attempts to sway Briana.Armando moved closer, trying to touch Briana affectionately.What a scum of a man!"Armando, listen to me," Briana implored with urgency while trying to avoid closer contact.Ignoring Briana's plea, Armando continued in a seductive tone, "I'm listening to my heart, Briana. We’re not strangers, after all!"Nadir, ever hopeful of the youn
The Braz Social Club stood as a beacon of exclusivity in Braspolis, its grandeur drawing in the city's elite. Tonight, under the cloak of darkness, Mark, Briana, and Luana approached its gates, lured by the promise of a reunion party organized by Briana's college friends eager to reconnect with Luana.As they entered, their eyes caught sight of an unexpected spectacle: two men engaged in a fencing match. Luana, always quick-witted, remarked on the scene."Look, some people are already having fun! Though that one seems a bit out of shape," she quipped.Briana followed her gaze. "Maybe, but he's doing pretty well."They proceeded into the main hall where the festivities were in full swing.Former college classmates warmly embraced Luana, seizing the opportunity to catch up with Briana too.Mark lingered a few steps behind, quietly observing.Would there be tactless individuals here, eager to undermine his wife in his presence?Instinctively, he felt for his phone in his pocket, a small
The atmosphere at the Braz Social Club crackled with tension as Fernanda, undeterred by the discomfort she caused, continued to assert her presence.Briana decided to defend herself, trying to spare Mark the longest she could."Well, Fernanda, as I said before, I'm married to Mark, and I'm very happy. Luana can attest to that," Briana replied, her irritation evident.Luana, with a lightly ironic tone, interjected smoothly, "And what about you, Fernanda? You're so beautiful too; I'm sure someone has noticed you."Fernanda seized the opportunity to showcase her own pride. She puffed up like a peacock and pointed towards the fencing duo with a flourish."Yes, there is my boyfriend, Romulo Ribas!" she announced boastfully.All eyes turned to the fencing match.The crowd watched intently as one of the opponents emerged victorious, removing his helmet to reveal himself as Fernanda's boyfriend.Fernanda's chest swelled with pride at Romulo's triumph, her smile widening as he approached their
The evening air hummed with awkwardness as the conversation veered sharply.Fernanda's words, announcing to everybody that her boyfriend has some connection with the underworld, sliced through the jovial atmosphere like a dagger, leaving her listeners suspended in discomfort.Luana, her brow furrowed, broke the uneasy silence."Come on, dear! That's too much!" she exclaimed, trying to diffuse the mounting tension.Fernanda's gaze remained fixed on Romulo, a smirk forming on her lips. "Am I exaggerating, my dear?" she asked him as if to get confirmation.Romulo responded dryly as he face her girlfriend's classmates, "If you guys consider the Bento family an exaggeration, then it's fine."Luana's eyes widened in realization, a gasp escaping her lips.The Bento family? That famous family that acts since the 80s, never being caught by the police and serving Josias Rocha and other big shots?Her mind raced, trying to piece together the implications of Romulo's cryptic remark.Across the ro
Luana and Briana couldn't believe what was happening.They showed up at Braz Social Club just to have fun. Their friends wanted to see them again, especially Luana, to reminisce about the old days.But Fernanda also wanted to relive the old days when she fought for attention with Briana.Briana even suspected that the whole party was a scheme by Fernanda to ensnare her and humiliate her in public.As if that wasn't enough, now there's a guy they don't know who's fighting with the party's guest of honor!How is that possible?The atmosphere crackled as Briana's voice rang out, incredulous and defiant. "But that's absurd! Listen here, Luana owes no one an apology."You guys threw this party for her, but your girlfriend has been unpleasant from the start. Luana simply stood her ground." Her words were sharp, showcasing her indignation.Luana crossed her arms. "That's right! I don't even know you, man! Who do you think you are to yell at me like that?"Briana pointed her finger at Fernand
The class reunion party was in full swing. The DJ was playing songs from the 70s, 80s, and 90s, making the partygoers dance to their parents' music. Mark and Briana discreetly stayed at a table while Luana danced her heart out on the dance floor, surrounded by former classmates. However, the next song was a slow ballad, and people began to pair up to dance slowly. With a song more to his liking, Mark stood up and asked Briana, "Would you like to dance?" Surprised, Briana smiled gracefully and got up, accepting her husband's inviting hand. Not wanting to draw too much attention, Mark and Briana danced where they were. Fernanda watched from a distance, seething with hate and resentment. How does Briana manage it? Why does she ALWAYS manage it? Even though her husband was a broke nobody, it could undoubtedly be said that he was the most handsome and desirable man in the room! Unsatisfied, Fernanda approached Romulo, who was busy eating snacks. Fernanda's disgust intensified at
Mark's irritation was transparent as he learned about the suggestion that he, Briana, and Luana leave the party. His resolve to teach Fernanda and Romulo a lesson remained unshaken.For now, he allowed the women to voice their concerns; after all, it was their celebration.Briana, her arms crossed defensively, stared down Karl with a fierce intensity. "Listen, Karl, we understand your concern. But if anyone should leave the party, it should be Fernanda's boyfriend!""Exactly!" Luana chimed in, her tone sharp. "I'm the guest of honor tonight. My best friend is the main attraction as well."We're here to relive old memories. Who even is Romulo Ribas? Which class or year did he come from?"Karl's worry was evident as he scratched his neck nervously. "Well... I know Mr. Ribas wasn't one of our college classmates.""Then let's ask Fernanda to leave," Briana suggested with a touch of malice.She knew Fernanda would react explosively to such a suggestion!Karl's anxiety reached a fever pitc
The atmosphere at the Braz Social Club shifted dramatically, plunging from celebration to chaos in mere moments.The air was thick with confusion as everyone tried to make sense of the new situation.Karl, his voice laced with both curiosity and defiance, spoke up first. "What's going on here? Who are you?"The leader of the intruders stepped forward, his presence commanding. "My name is Víbora, and these are my guys," he announced, his tone dripping with menace.Karl, refusing to back down, replied bravely, "So what? When did you study with us?" His words were met with blank stares from Víbora and his thugs, as if he were speaking a foreign language.Meanwhile, the others in the room could barely conceal their fear."Don't talk down to me, kid!" Víbora barked, his patience wearing thin.Karl remained undeterred. "I'm asking because this event is for former classmates to reconnect and have fun. You don't belong here."Víbora's eyes narrowed as he countered, "You're mistaken, buddy. I'