Classes ended, and Matthew and Walter returned to the square. Patricia is serving customers with a meditative expression.“Waitress, are you listening to my order?” The customer complains.“Pardon me.” Patricia shakes her head, “Did you order two glasses of mango juice?”“Two glasses of orangeade.” The customer frowns, questioning the waitress’s hearing.“One moment.” Patricia goes to the table where Matthew and Walter sat, “And you guys, what do you want?”“I want to talk to Clay.” Matthew smiles at her.“Matt, what’s this about you wanting to help Mr. Saldanha expand his business?” Patricia frowns, “That’s a joke in very bad taste!”Matthew drops his smile. “Do you think I would joke about something like that with the man who gave me a job?”“I don’t know, explain it to me.” Patricia sticks out her chin defiantly.Walter pokes his friend’s shoulder, “Tell her, man...”“Tell me what?” Patricia asks carefully.“There’s nothing to tell.” Matthew fumes, “Patty, can I or can I not talk t
Cindy could hardly believe that she was standing before the heir to the Starling Empire. So it wasn't a joke! This explains a lot...Cindy maneuvered the car to park near the sidewalk before she started blocking traffic."What's up, darling?" Matthew jokes, "Say something!"Cindy can't articulate entire sentences, "Honey... My love... But how about you... And the favela? Your smelly job, your dirty clothes—""OK, let's answer calmly." Matthew has fun, laughing non-stop. "I didn't know I was Matthew Sterling. My mother hid that fact from me since I was a child. I had no memory of my life as a rich man.""Didn't your mother show you photographs?" Cindy is horrified."No, I was totally in the dark." Matthew states, "By an incredible coincidence or divine maneuver, my grandfather Abner Sterling built the headquarters and university here in town. When I started studying, he probably saw me and wondered... Well, he said he had been looking for me for years. Now he found me."Cindy applies t
Matthew is careful not to speak ill of Nathan in front of his father. You never know, maybe that’s what Vicente is waiting for...“Uncle Vicente, I didn’t have the opportunity to spend time with Nathan to form such a serious opinion.” He dodges.Vicente smiles like a snake, “But you met him yesterday.”“Did I meet him?” Matthew frowns, “He threw a glass of wine at me and then disappeared. I didn’t see him around the mansion all afternoon. Maybe he went for a swim in the sea to relax.”“You must understand, Matt.” Vicente claims, “For a long time, my son believed he would inherit the Sterling Empire. It’s hard to swallow that a stranger who came out of nowhere is going to snatch the throne from him.”“Uncle Vicente, I haven’t decided on that yet.” Matthew doesn’t know that Abner has already confirmed it to Vicente.This leaves Vicente intrigued, with his hand on his chin, “You still don’t know? But it’s the natural order of things. You’re Karl’s direct son. My son is a Gouveia, despite
A few days passed. Matthew received breakfast on a tray carried by one of the maids. He helped himself in his room, at the computer desk.“Thank you, Miss.”“You’re welcome, Young Mr. Sterling.” The maid is a little restricted with Matthew just wearing gray sweatpants. The boss should be a magazine cover model!After she leaves, Matthew takes his tablet and checks the last details for the cultural exhibition.He takes out his cell phone and calls Augusto.On the other side, Augusto answers the phone, in the corridor of the Blue Sea Shopping Mall, “Hello, friend.”“Augusto, today is the big day. Is everything organized?”“Yes, I’m just unable to contact Jonah Lopes’ representative.” Augusto scratches his head.“He’s our main attraction. I don’t want anything to go wrong.”“I’ll call the hotel,” Augusto promises to take care of it.Matthew then calls Brennon, “Hello, Brennon! How are things with the band ‘Nouveau Riche’?”“They’re really sharp. Now we’re doing the sound check. The singe
After the literary exhibition, Elaine invited everyone to celebrate in a “tavern” Downtown. The bar was an elegant social club that served drinks and snacks, nothing compared to the substandard bars Matthew knew from Lion’s Den.As they entered, this was a strange feeling Matthew had. The club was well crafted with wooden furniture and shelves of bottles of the most varied drinks. Bartenders and mixologists worked while waiters in black vests and bow ties served customers. The Gibraltar Club was not a place for rowdiness, loud music, and drunken fights.At the large, round table where Elaine, Matthew, Augusto, and Brennon were, Negroni, Gin and tonic, Scotch highball and Aperol Spritz were served.“Cheers, guys! To the best interns I had the privilege of working with!” Elaine exclaims.“Cheers!” Everyone toasts, making glasses clink.Matthew felt wonderful and fulfilled. Here he was, enjoying yet another achievement, and unlocking another level of his life. The prices of the drinks ch
Night advanced in the city of Blue Cove.At the Gibraltar Club, the activity goes on the same. Customers came and went, satisfied with the service. Among those who entered were Jackson and Patricia.“Jackson, you want to spend more money at those fancy clubs and bars, huh?” Patricia felt unworthy of so much care from her brother.But Jackson was smiling as he led Patricia inside. “Sis, today we’re not going to spend money.”“What did we come here to do? No one will give you free drinks!”Jackson chooses a round table and sits with Patricia. They face each other face to face.“Sis, it seems like you need to know more about life. Maybe I won’t drink anything today, but YOU will certainly drink for free, for sure!”Patricia’s eyes widen. “Are you turning me into a party girl?”“No. I want you to be seen by countless gentlemen who can offer you a drink and be nice to you. No one will drag you to bed because your protective brother will be nearby.” Jackson responds smiling.Patricia notice
Chapter 54 Regret That Does Not ConvinceThe next day, Nathan was in the foyer of the Sterling Mansion, as advised by his father.Jarbas was surprised by the visit so early, “Hello, Mr. Sterling. Whom do you wish to see?”“I want to see my grandfather,” Nathan says, wearing sunglasses. He hadn’t gotten the necessary amount of sleep.Sheila emerges from the living room, listening to the conversation. “Jarbas, from now on, it’s necessary for you to call Nathan ‘Mr. Gouveia’. ‘Mr. Sterling’ is a title deserved only by my father-in-law and my son.”“WHAT?” Nathan, who was supposed to make peace, forgot about the peace pact, “What do you mean by that, Aunt Sheila? You don’t have that right!”Sheila is stunned. “I don’t have?”“Have you already recognized YOUR last name or are you trying to be a copy of Grandma Alice?”“I’m not trying to be a shrew-like her! I’m just reminding you that things have changed around here! Your surname is Gouveia and should be called as such!” Sheila retorts fir
On Sunday, Vicente knew that Abner and his family would go to Church. He waited for them to return to pay a visit to the Sterling Mansion.Jarbas opens the door for him, “Mr. Gouveia, good morning.”“Good morning, Jarbas. How was the mass?”“Very interesting and spiritual. Did you also attend?”Vicente quickly lies, “I went to the Downtown Cathedral, close to where I live.”Jarbas nods his approval, thinking that Vicente is a Christian. “Very good. Boss Sterling will be satisfied and will see you.”Vicente raises one of his eyebrows. How did Jarbas know he wanted to see Abner?Jarbas leaves and Vicente decides to wait in the living room.Matthew appears wearing a polo-neck shirt and knee-length shorts. “Uncle Vicente? What a pleasure to have you here.”Vicente turns around and does his best to appear charismatic, “Hello, nephew! I need to talk to your grandfather. But how are you? Having a lot of fun?”Matthew smiles, a little cautiously. “The one who was having fun on Friday was your
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