Jackson ended the call and turned back to the computer. Vanda took the opportunity to approach him.
“Son... I heard part of the conversation. Did you ask Cindy Cardoso to publish what Matt didn’t let Marilza Peres do? Don’t you think that’s defying Matt?”
“Matt said Patty and I can get back at Ron and Jasmine in our way.” Jackson swiveled his chair around to see his mother. He smiled like a naughty boy.
“This talk about the ‘materiality of the crime’, Mr. Mendes said it, right? Does this have to do with what your father said earlier?”
“Yes, Mom. And I found out that Jasmine appeared on LCN making a huge fuss, demanding that her statement be published. Well, let’s do her bidding! Days later, she’ll receive a summons to appear in court.”
Vanda laughs heartily, “He, he, he! I’m going to make blackberry pie because I’m so happy! Son, our plan is
The next day, Matthew was in his suite, working on the computer. He could have his office at headquarters, but for now, working from the comfort of home was better for him to focus, especially on the Ste-learning project.Patricia approached him with a steaming cup of coffee. She was still in her emerald green robe, “I asked the maids to bring you something. You’ve been working on this project tirelessly, huh?”“This is how it has to be.” Matthew smiled. He stopped typing and picked up the cup, “I’m contacting programmers to create the platform.”“Hmm, this is the part where I’m completely stupid.” Patricia laughs.“Don’t talk about yourself like that, darling.” Matthew laughs too. With his left hand, he gently pulls Patricia closer to him.“The people have united against Jasmine and Ron.” Patricia decides to inform Matthew about the crusade that everyone involved joined the day before.“How interesting.” Matthew smiled mischievously. “The coffee is good. Didn’t my cousins give up?”“
“HELP! I’m drowning in a piss-colored pool!” Jasmine screamed as she could barely stand.Jacqueline burst into laughter. “How did you guess? While you didn’t arrive, I asked all the employees to piss in the pool, especially for you.”“UGH, how disgusting!” Jasmine clings to the pool ladder and emerges completely soaked.Walter smiles satisfied. “I need to go to college, little sister. Will you be okay from here?”“For sure. I won’t be the one going back to the hospital with a concussion.” Jacqueline responded as if she were some mobster’s lady.Walter kissed his little sister on the cheek and left. Jasmine was foaming with anger.Jasmine’s hair was ruined, her dress would no longer wash even in the most powerful laundry in the world, her purse was bloated, and the cell phone that she ostentatiously kept turned off was now dead.Jacqueline sneered, “Don’t cry for your cell phone. You weren’t answering calls, right?”“Why wouldn’t I answer?” Jasmine asked with tears in her eyes as she p
At Silva Penthouse, Sheila and Fernando couldn’t understand why Jasmine was damp as if she had attempted suicide at sea.“DAUGHTER!” This was the idea that crossed Fernando’s mind, “You... why did you try to commit suicide? Life is beautiful!”“What a sh*t life I have, huh?” Jasmine growled, “Ah, Aunt Sheila. Good to see you...”Sheila gets up. “Instead of blaming Matty or Patty for your misfortune, explain to your grief-stricken father what happened.”“I was offering solidarity to Jacqueline for what she went through, but she grabbed me by the hair, slapped me, making me spin like a top and fall into the pool! The water in the pool was dirty and yellowish, looking like someone had pissed in it!”Sheila couldn’t stifle a laugh even though she covered her mouth with her left hand. Fernando, however, didn’t find it funny at all.“Little sister, how could you laugh at such an atrocity?”“Nando, I’m sorry, but it’s the least that was expected!” Sheila glared at her niece, “You can’t hire
Patricia visited the Borges House to talk to Jackson. He had finished a few more English classes, practicing pronunciation.The door to his room opened. “Come in, little sister. I was studying.”“Am I disturbing?” Patricia asked worriedly.“No, I’m already done with class.” Jackson closed the door, “So, what’s new?”“I passed out the printed sheets of that nonsense that Jasmine has been saying to her followers.” Patricia sat in Jackson’s gaming chair.“For whom?” Jackson sat on the bed.“I passed them on to Marilza Peres. We met at the Gibraltar Club.” Patricia smiled mischievously.“Wow... Congratulations, little sister.” Jackson’s eyes widened. “And what did Matt say?”“Matt needs to know?” Patricia raised her eyebrows.Jackson didn’t understand the question. “Huh... I guess he needed it.”“He said revenge was in our hands.” Patricia smartly reminded him, “So when I learned that Cindy was no longer the Sterling family’s favorite journalist, I was quick to look for the other one. Thi
The next day was Saturday, which meant a greater number of people buying the LCN newspaper or having more free time to access the online version.To do so, they came across two bombshell revelations.The first bombshell was the revelation that the partygoer who died after a disturbance at Zachary Loss’s party was the same one who cowardly attacked Jacqueline Andrade.The second bomb was a personal and passionate defense by Jackson Borges. He assured to everybody that he would be willing to sue anyone who insisted that he was to blame for the entire tragedy.Matthew, in his suite, was reading the news on his computer with a satisfied smile.Patricia came out of the bathroom still in her nightgown after freshening up and brushing her teeth.“See, darling! It looks like your brother has decided to go into battle!”Patricia, smiling, approached her boyfriend and saw the monitor.Marilza cleverly blurred Jasmine’s name and photo, but she knew that the print published was from her feed.“Lo
Matthew and Patricia go to Blue Cove Beach.Many had the same idea. The sun was inviting, attracting families who wanted to enjoy the weekend. Street vendors strolled around with their street food. Stunning girls paraded along the sand in their provocative bikinis or sunbathed in their beach chairs. Strategically positioned lifeguards kept an eye out for careless swimmers.Amid this large activity, the Happy Snack Bar was open during the day, as determined by Jackson. He was free to select or hire employees for this purpose. As a result, beachgoers who didn’t bring something to eat and didn’t want to risk food from street vendors had an additional food option.Among the cars parked on the beachfront, Matthew drew a sigh from many with his navy blue Lamborghini. Patricia felt on cloud nine. She also felt jealous of the women, but she didn’t care. The important thing was to be with the man she always loved.That is if no one gets it into Matthew’s head that she plotted from the beginnin
Silva Penthouse went into an uproar.Ronaldo jumped up after seeing his sister being slapped and knocked out on the sofa.“Stop, stop! What’s going on here, guys? Let’s resolve this issue civilly, for Christ’s sake!”“Do you want to involve Jesus Christ in this mess?” Fernando asserted, “How about you start telling the truth? The Devil is the father of lies, not the other way around!”Jasmine is bursting into tears and shaking convulsively on the couch. “Dad... No... We can’t give Patty Borges the victory... EVER!”Liz shakes her head, “Guys, accept it at once! We lost! By the way, Jasmine, you also didn’t tell me that you intended to call those partygoers of dubious origins.”“OK, blame it all on me!” Jasmine raised her head.“Do you want to get slapped again?” Liz raises her hand.“No, mom, no more aggression.” Ronaldo held her hand. “There’s only one thing left for us to do.”“Ron, no...” Jasmine shook her head like someone possessed.“Yes, little sister. I’m going to confess every
Ronaldo is locked in his room, afraid of Jasmine breaking down the door. But it seems that Jasmine won’t be able to do that because she is locked in her bedroom.So, Ronaldo was able to communicate with Jackson, “Hello, Jackson. I’m glad you answered. We need to talk.”“I’m at the Happy Snack Bar,” Jackson responded with a wide smile.“It seems like you’re very busy. I hear the voices of customers.” Ronaldo squinted.“Yes, today it’s full of bathers who came to the beach to cool off. Why don’t you come? I’ll get someone to stay at the checkout while we talk.”“Well, if you can talk there, then I’m going right now. Bye.” Ronaldo ended the call.Ronaldo went to his wardrobe and changed his look. From casual options of clothes, he went to beachy pieces, even though he didn’t intend to dive in the sea.Upon leaving the room, h
At Silva Oil Company, Kirk appeared in Leonardo’s office. Fernando and Marta had already left. “KIRK!” Leonardo abruptly stood up from his desk. “How are you, my young man!” “Mr. Silva?” Kirk was surprised by such reverence. “I didn’t know you cared so much about me...” “Cut the small talk! You just had a seizure and looked like you were going to die in my company,” Leonardo gestured for the employee to sit down. “Now I want to know all the details. Don’t hide anything from this curious old man.” Kirk smiled and sat down. “Well, sir, there’s not much to tell. I was stupid enough to fall for the siren’s song.” “In this case, the cocaine song, right?” Leonardo leaned forward. “What do you intend to do from here on out?” “Obviously, I promised myself and my family that I wouldn’t use that cr*p anymore. It wasn’t worth all the drama and suffering,” Kirk replied honestly. “That’s good. Then you can continue from where you left off,” Leonardo smiled, relieved. “That’s about what I w
In Urbano Magazine, Cindy returned with the printed sheet, extending it to Andreia. “Read this not-so-pretentious article, my friend,” Cindy declared. Andreia took the paper and read it. A smile formed at the right corner of her mouth. “Cool... nothing so blatantly accusatory, but clear enough for any semi-literate person to understand that Elaine knocked over that pyramid of champagne glasses, causing a scene at the book signing.” “Of course, I won’t say she did it because the honored author was her enemy’s mother,” Cindy replied mischievously. “You don’t want to risk Matt’s wrath.” Andreia stood up, a bit slowly due to her pregnancy. “Speaking of which, how did he react after your dad’s video?” “I didn’t bring it up with him,” Cindy shook her head. “If I mention it, people will say I still love him.” “And you don’t want to do anything to ruin your relationship with Jackson,” Andreia repeated. “Cindy, it’s commendable that you’re more committed and focused on having someone in
Fernando appeared in the kitchen wearing gray sweatpants. Liz, who was sour and bitter, smiled pathetically with her gaze fixed on her husband’s pants. “Good morning, son. What’s new?” Ronaldo replied rudely, “The news is seeing my mother still able to walk!” “RON!” Liz was startled. Fernando shook his head. “Son, don’t be disrespectful. Your mother and I are trying to be as discreet as possible.” Ronaldo shot back, “Just missing discretion when discussing my fiancée, huh? Can we talk about that now?” Liz pursed her lips. “I was so happy when I woke up, but you made sure to ruin my day.” “Mom, we can’t avoid the obvious!” Ronaldo turned to Fernando. “Matt told me that Elaine was reprimanded.” “And I will never agree to that!” Liz shouted. “Elaine was a victim of that tough girl from the slums! She could have died from a cut to her jugular!” “But Elaine provoked Patty’s wrath by saying those nasty things,” Fernando reasoned as he served himself breakfast. “Couldn’t Patricia a
Silva Penthouse, Monday morning. Ronaldo was walking down the hallway to the kitchen in just his boxer shorts when the suite door opened. Liz was smiling a little too much, looking like she was about to dance ballet. “Mom! Long time no see!” “Yes, son, I had a wonderful time with your father!” Liz replied suggestively. Ronaldo blushed to the roots of his hair. “Is breakfast ready?” she asked casually. “I was about to check,” Ronaldo said, heading to the kitchen. There, the coffee maker was already brewing coffee. “Nando must have prepared it in advance.” Liz took bread and butter from the fridge. Ronaldo, cautious, sat down at the table. He noticed a tear in Liz’s nightgown. “Mom, did you and Dad make up this Sunday?” “We can say he’s no longer in love with your fiancée,” Liz replied with a mischievous smile. “Mom, stop talking about that disgusting stuff!” Ronaldo frowned. “This is all your sick imagination.” Liz simply shrugged, sitting down at the table as well. “You’r
Elaine arrived stumbling with fear and bewilderment. The truth about Bella and Nathan’s relationship was something horrifying and incredible for her to digest. “Oh my God... how did these two families let this issue intertwine like this?” Nayla was at the reception desk, smiling, waiting for Elaine to approach. But when she realized Elaine was going to walk past her, Nayla called out loudly, “ELAINE?” Elaine stopped suddenly and looked at her friend. “Oh, Nayla, I’m sorry...” “Don’t worry. I know you must be going through a lot of pressure.” Nayla stood up. “I really am. But I always have time for my friends.” Elaine smiled and approached, trying to distract her mind. “I wanted to know if there are any openings here at Golden Letters for my brother.” Nayla asked respectfully. Elaine’s smile vanished with the wind. As Nayla’s boss, she knew who the brother was. “Nayla, we’re friends, but you know I have a strong opinion against drug use and sales.” Elaine replied in a boss t
At Andrade Clinic, Charles was leading a meeting with the receptionists and security guards. Walter and Emmanuelle were present. “So, everyone, the next time Liz Silva or anyone else causes a scene at the clinic entrance, security or even the police must be called in immediately. Don’t hesitate just because the troublemaker is someone from an important family. This is a hospital clinic, not a zoo, so I demand order in the lobby. A disturbance can jeopardize the patients who are waiting for care, and I don’t want to compromise anyone’s safety, understood?” “Yes, Mr. Andrade!” everyone responded in unison. “Okay, everyone can return to your posts.” The staff went back to work. Linda gave Walter a brief kiss before leaving. “Linda, I need to ask you a quick question,” Emmanuelle called her back. Linda paused, closing the door after the last person left. “Did you check with your parents if it’s safe to go home?” “No, Emmanuelle. The conversation with Gus was so good that I forgot
In Matthew’s suite, he was now buttoning the cuffs of his genuine cotton dress shirt. Elaine had also gotten out of the bathtub, unable to continue relaxing, and was now putting on her work suit.The memory of the Golden Letters prompted Matthew to strike up a conversation. “Did you remove a glass from the base of the pyramid?” Elaine stared at Matthew as if he were the devil. “What? How can you throw a question like that out of nowhere?” “I just asked a question, woman, answer me.” Elaine shook her head as she walked to the sofa to put on her high heels. “This is inconceivable. Your mind is always revolving around Patricia’s issues. You never forget her, and then tell me I don’t need to worry.” “Was the champagne glass pyramid made for an occasion involving Patricia?” Matthew countered logically. “No, but it was her mother’s book signing.” Elaine angrily slipped on her shoes. “Well, I remembered that many claimed the embarrassment happened because someone removed a glass from
Monday. Elaine was relaxing in the bathtub of her husband’s suite. Matthew stepped out of the shower stall, drying his hair with a white towel as he walked to the double sink. The sight of Matthew’s exposed body startled Elaine for a few seconds, but then she took advantage of the beautiful view, smiling mischievously. “It hardly feels like it’s Monday,” she commented casually. Matthew was washing his face as he said, “Yes, it’s Monday, the day to take care of important things after we relax our nerves on Sunday.” Elaine pursed her lips and retorted, “If I relaxed my nerves, it’s because they were in shambles. It’s not like me to live in constant stress, darling. I might not get the chance to calm down in the future.” Matthew turned off the faucet and grabbed a face towel. “Are you saying you would be willing to reduce your contact with Aunt Liz?” Elaine could no longer relax. “What does that mean?” Matthew tossed the towel onto the sink and turned to his wife. “I don’t like t
In the Silva Penthouse, Liz took advantage of the wreckage of the coffee table to create more drama. “Here we have it, darling! The COFFEE TABLE is SHATTERED with Elaine’s body thanks to Patty—” “SHUT UP!” Fernando slammed the door shut. Liz trembled in panic, staring wide-eyed at her furious husband. “But what is this? Why are you angry with me, darling, when you should be furious with Patty—” “I command silence, and you keep babbling even more!” Fernando went to the utility room to grab a broom. Liz quickly grabbed her phone and took a picture of the shattered coffee table. Maybe this will come in handy for her in the future... “So, what are we going to do about this?” Liz shouted for Fernando to hear. Fernando returned with a broom and a dustpan in hand. “Don’t tell me you’re going to sweep this up!” Liz reacted horrified. “Let the maid clean it up on Monday!” “I won’t have a living room full of glass shards until Monday. I want to watch TV tomorrow!” Fernando’s ferocity