The next day, Matthew slowly wakes up in his big bed and stretches out with a smile like a ten-year-old boy.Never again will he open his eyes and see an ugly, dirty, and dark house. Now he is in a very clean and bright room, feeling scented sheets, pillowcases, and blankets. The fact that he slept naked added to the feeling of freshness.“Welcome to your new life, Matt.” He speaks to himself.But his break was about to end. When he turns to the right and sees his cell phone on the bedside table, Matthew is startled.“Oh, heavens, the heir here still has college to attend!”Matthew throws the blankets away and goes straight to the shower, grabbing the fluffy white towel that was on a chair.While showering, Matthew realized that the towel should have been left on the bathroom hook. He mentally reproached himself for this. Now that he’s living in a fancy house, he needs to maintain some order and organization. The days of chaos and mess he was used to are over.So, when he finished sho
Matthew approaches the kiosk, trying to understand how Patricia isn’t screaming for help when being molested by David.Clayton sees him and approaches him, “Oh, for God’s sake, but what are we looking at here? Matt, I’m not even going to ask you to hug me because I don’t want to stain your clothes!”“Don’t overdo it, Clay.” Matthew feels entitled to call his former boss by his nickname.“I’m not exaggerating, I’m telling the truth. So, what can I serve you with? We’re not preparing snacks yet.”“No, it’s too early for a burger.” Matthew points to the kiosk, “I thought you took up the waiter work to avoid that.”Clayton turns around and sees David talking to Patricia, “He can’t molest her while she’s inside. And she’s not screaming for help, so...”“So you let the two of them talk normally as if they were friends?” Matthew is outraged.Clayton grins, “Are you jealous? Go on then and claim your girlfriend!”Matthew controls himself, “You sound like my mother. Patricia Borges is not my g
Matthew is curious and stunned to hear from David that he talked peacefully with Patricia, even daring to make peace.“Look, man, I can accept that you tried to apologize. But to say that Patricia accepted you as a friend...”“I didn’t say we became best friends overnight.” David retorts, “I said we’re fine for now. I promised not to bother her and ordered Bryce to apologize to her as well. I heard what he was up to while I wasn’t here.”“Your friend wanted to ‘enjoy’ her in the same way you said.” Matthew accuses him, “You can’t say something like that to women and get away with it. I imagine you’ve done that to other girls...”“Keep to yourself, Matthew! You really are an enigma to me.” David shakes his head.Matthew chuckles, “What’s so hard for you to understand?”“You were dating Cindy Cardoso, a campus beauty who you didn’t deserve, but you always showed extreme care for the waitress. Did you realize that your ex-girlfriend didn’t even show up to college today?”Matthew frowns.
Matthew confidently walks into Golden Letters wearing another formal look. Nayla took a good look at the intern and noticed that the new shoes were not the same as the previous day.“Matt, did you buy TWO pairs of shoes at once?” Nayla gapes, “This pair is so new I can see myself as a mirror reflection!”Matthew smiles proudly, “Thanks for the compliment, Nayla. Yes, they’re new. Interning at Golden Letters pays off.”Nayla looks suspicious. Was this attire due to Golden Letters’ salary? “I know, but something tells me you’ve maxed out your credit card. Be careful, don’t go into too much debt because we don’t know about tomorrow.”“I know. Excuse me, I need to introduce myself to Elaine.” Matthew blinks and walks away.As always, Matthew takes the stairs, leaving the jealous employees uncomfortable. However, others follow suit and use the stairs behind Matthew.Upon entering the third floor, Augusto anxiously approaches Matthew.“Matt, Elaine wants to talk to you.”“What happened? Did
Nathan drives onto his property in his black Ford Fusion. The wooden garage door rises and falls automatically, sensing the movement of the vehicle.Nathan gets out of the car and sets off the alarm, smiling at having talked to Elaine, not caring that she was horrified and interacting with an intern he didn't like from the beginning."It would be a great dishonor for me to lose such a beautiful blonde woman to an intern." Nathan shakes his head and continues on his way.Upon entering the house, he crosses to the kitchen.When he arrives, he freezes in his steps as he finds a couple in their forties."Mother, Father!" Nathan has a mix of surprise and anger, "What the hell are you guys doing here?""My God, Sonny! Is this any way to welcome your parents?" Vicente Gouveia is offended. The smooth and seemingly charismatic man had a glass of whiskey in his hand.Andreia Sterling Gouveia, Nathan's mother, was stealing a strawberry cake with layers of mousse and cookies, "Hmm... This recipe
Sheila came out of the store's fitting room wearing a white and lace midi dress. Cilene's jaw dropped. At first glance, it didn't seem like Sheila had the body for such a chic and elaborate dress!"The dress looks wonderful on you, Mrs. Silva!" Cilene didn't have a sales pitch: she really believed in what she saw."Thank you, Cilene." Sheila, knowing that her son wanted to keep it a secret, maintained the pose of a dazzled lady.The truth is that Sheila, who spent her life wearing elegant and fashionable dresses, was not as impressed with dressing up again as if it were the first time.On the contrary, when Sheila saw herself in the mirror, she felt like she was going back in time. A little longer, and Karl would appear at her side, praising her and kissing her affectionately on the cheek."I'll take him. I hope my son's credit card has enough limit." Sheila jokes."Ah, he hasn't used the card yet." Cilene guarantees.Sheila returns to the dressing room.After that, Matthew observes h
The next day, Matthew walked around campus with an infectious smile. Some university students who were around the main square noticed this.“What happened to the former grill cook? Isn’t he poor anymore?”“Where are these fancy clothes coming from? It looks like he’s one of us!”“Don’t be fooled. He’s a resident of Lion’s Den.”However, when Matthew passes by the kiosk, Patricia approaches him as if she had overheard their conversation.“Matt!”“What’s wrong, Patty?” Matthew freezes his steps.Patricia approaches with a frown. “I thought we were friends.”“You’ll always be my best friend and the bridesmaid at my wedding,” Matthew responds somewhat offended.Patricia was disappointed for a few seconds with what she heard. Afterward, she recovers. “So can you answer me when you meant to tell me you had moved?”Matthew’s mouth drops open. He had completely forgotten!******At the Sterling Mansion, Abner headed to the garage with Evan in tow. Alice said goodbye to him.“Bye, darling. Tod
Matthew and Patricia feel they heard wrong. Cindy wants to invite Matthew to a party at her house.“Cindy, it seems like you forgot something.” Patricia responds on Matthew’s behalf, “You’re no longer Matt’s girlfriend. You no longer have to be in close contact with him.”Cindy glares at Patricia, “I know he’s not a boyfriend anymore. I know you two are lovers. But that doesn’t mean we’re no longer friends, right, Matt?”Patricia is horrified. “What’s this talk? Matt and I aren’t lovers!”Cindy dismissively retorts, “I know the truth. David Rocha explained everything to me. While I was feeling guilty about falling in love with Ricardo before breaking up with Matt, you two were—”“Cindy, I already told you that’s not true!” Matthew roars, “And if you prefer to continue to believe the lie, I’d better not accept your invitation.”Cindy realizes what a mistake she is making and shakes her head. “OK, forgive me, Matt! The past is the past, and I shouldn’t have brought it up. I want to prov
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