At Golden Letters, Elaine and Vanda are engaged in a dispute over who will hit or protect Jacqueline.Vanda is outraged that Elaine would even consider such a possibility. "Elaine, what part of 'Jacqueline is hospitalized' do you still not understand?"I can't stand by while another woman tries to steal my man!" Elaine shakes, trying to free herself."I won't let you make a fool of yourself!" Vanda grips the editor's wrist even tighter, "If Matt finds out about this, he'll be disappointed in you!"Elaine stops struggling, and Vanda lets go of her."Always using Matt to talk me out of it," Elaine grumbles under her breath."I'm using logic. It would be very cowardly of you to take out your insecurity on a hospitalized girl." Vanda straightens her clothes that got wrinkled during the fight."Don't doubt it, Vanda. I'm still going to get answers about this. What kind of woman would faint out of spite because I was Matthew's fiancée? What other conclusion should I draw?" Elaine, always fr
Next day. At the Sterling Mansion, Matthew is having breakfast while Evan gives him the day's schedule."Today you have an interview with Marilza Peres, so you can tell your fans what it's been like to run the Sterling Empire."Matthew smiles slightly as he cuts pancakes with the knife. "Do I have fans?""Don't doubt it, Young Matt. Just one picture of you shirtless is enough to make your popularity among women double in some frenzy." Evan jokes.Matthew nods as he eats. A picture of him wearing Speedos on Blue Cove Beach was leaked to the media, stirring up the heat of almost the entire female population of Espírito Santo."Well, now people are curious to know how you're doing replacing one of the most powerful men in the region," Evan comments, sitting down and fishing for a fried cheese ball.Matthew smiles mischievously. "I'm fine. I've never been so fine in my entire life.""What about the mansion?" Evan looks around, "It's pretty empty and your grandparents won't be back anytime
At Casa Borges, the family notices that Vanda is still upset about what happened yesterday. Hélio is embarrassed, already knowing what happened, but Jackson and Patricia still don't understand."Mom, why do you have that long face?" Patricia asks kindly."Daughter, you shouldn't get involved in these matters," Vanda answers enigmatically.Patricia noisily drops her fork on her plate, not wanting to eat the scrambled eggs anymore."I know," She answers indignantly.Hélio turns to his daughter. "Patty, for the love of God, don't get involved in this! Ron...""If the problem is Ron, I'll talk to him first," Patricia retorts, "If he doesn't feel jealous or insecure, I'll get his permission."Jackson continues to float. "Ehr... I still don't get it, guys.""OK, since Patty is willing to get involved..." Hélio takes a deep breath before narrating, "Vanda and Elaine argued.""She doesn't want to be my editor anymore so she can feel more comfortable badmouthing and accusing your sister of ste
Elaine almost freaks out when she recognizes the voice she least expected. No, it wasn't Nathan who showed up.She turns around and finds Jackson looking at her seriously, almost reprimanding her."What are you doing here so early?" He asked, confirming to Elaine that he was about to scold her.Elaine purses her lips in dissatisfaction. "Your mother told you.""What's happening to you, Elaine?" Jackson crosses his arms, "Has the fame gone to your head?""Perhaps you would prefer to do a psychological analysis on Jacqueline Andrade, trying to understand why she refuses to recognize me as her friend's fiancée." Elaine smiles in disdain, not having the slightest pity."Did you know that Jacque is bedridden in her clinic?" Jackson asks indignantly."Did she need to be in this sorry situation?" Elaine counters."No, much less did you need to show up there to confront her," Jackson responds wisely.Elaine looks both ways, anxious, afraid that Nathan will find them both."You're expecting so
Jackson is standing near the cash register, checking the establishment's finances. He smiles satisfied."Matt was right. Opening this snack bar for beachgoers who don't bring anything to eat has been a great idea."The door opens and Clayton pulls Elaine inside."JACKSON! Help me with this Stockholm Syndrome victim!"Jackson let the papers fall to the floor. "Elaine! What happened?"Clayton pulled out a chair and forced Elaine to sit down. "She was being dragged by a pervert behind the chestnut trees, but when I saved her, she still wanted to chat with her rapist!"Jackson stares at Elaine with annoyance.Elaine shakes her head. She didn't want to 'chat' with Crazy Nathan!But she needed to know if Nathan would sue Golden Letters, causing Nayla to be fired.They didn't even discuss it. Nathan diverted the topic and Elaine felt guilty for not bringing the conversation back into focus.Now, when Nathan wakes up, he will play the victim and carry out his threats!Clayton brought her a gl
Nathan couldn't help but smile at the despair on Elaine's face. She had either run fast or taken a taxi to catch up with him.Elaine was panting, sweat drops rolling down her forehead. Her eyes showed extreme panic as she approached swiftly as if her life depended on it.Matthew was startled by the sight of his girlfriend. "Elaine! What happened, my love?"Matthew embraced Elaine fervently, and she broke down in tears.Seeing the band-aid on Nathan's face again, Matthew frowned. "I remember now. Nate just told me that you were responsible for his facial injury."Still embraced, Elaine jolted, realizing Nathan hadn't told the whole story.She stepped back, trying to compose herself, taking deep breaths. "I hope you didn't believe a word of that idiot.""How dare you, you harlot?" Nathan roared in jealousy.Evan pulled Nathan by his right shoulder. "Control yourself, you hysterical fool!"Nathan shook him off, freeing himself from the secretary. "Enough, I won't tolerate any more attack
Patricia arrives at Silva Oil Company.The secretary respectfully escorts her to Ronaldo's office. It's already understood by everyone that she will be the next Mrs. Silva.Opening the door, the secretary announces, "Mr. Silva, your girlfriend wishes to speak with you.""Please, let her in." Ronaldo beams.Patricia thanks the secretary and enters, closing the door behind her. "Good morning, darling. Am I interrupting?"Ronaldo, always smiling, hugs Patricia tightly. "Of course not, my dear! You're always welcome here, even to work.""I have no inclination to be on the docks or to be a stevedore." Patricia jokes before dropping the bomb.Ronaldo chuckles, loosening the hug. "Heh, heh, heh... you'll never dirty your beautiful hands and perfect nails with crude oil.""Aww, what a romantic boyfriend I've found..." Patricia kisses Ronaldo on the cheek. "It makes it even harder for me to deliver the bad news.""There's no bad news that our love can't conquer." Ronaldo declares, leaning agai
At Andrade Clinic, Linda was returning from the water cooler with her water bottle. She preferred it this way to avoid having to get up constantly, which could disrupt overall service.Of course, she also needed to impress Walter Andrade...Walter approaches her as if drawn by Linda's thoughts. "Hello, Linda. How's your job? Have you managed to get familiar with the operating system?""Some of the older secretaries gave me some tips." Linda gives her best smile. "People here are so friendly and attentive?""Believe me, we strive to maintain the best work environment." Walter grins. "Considering the stress we endure in the halls, especially among the doctors rushing against time to save lives.""I understand. And how is your little sister?" Linda asks casually.Walter widens his smile. "She's better, thank you for asking.""I imagine you hope for the best for your younger sister. I know all about that." Linda nods, recalling her own family."I could check your resume," Walter jokes, "b
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