In Ronaldo’s office at Silva Oil Company, the morning tension is tough. Patricia, trembling with anxiety, is caught off guard by Fernando’s sudden announcement about Liz’s opposition.“I can’t believe this, Nando... This can’t be happening!” Patricia’s voice wavers.Both Ronaldo and Fernando, clearly distressed, move towards her at the same time, intending to comfort her.Their eyes meet awkwardly, locking in a brief moment of discomfort.Fernando, feeling the sting of jealousy, steps back, allowing Ronaldo to embrace his fiancée.“Thank you, my love,” Patricia says, unaware of the tension between the father and son.“I’m sorry, Patty,” Fernando says softly, guilt evident in his voice. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”“It’s not your fault, Dad,” Ronaldo interjects, shaking his head. “Mom’s the one who owes an apology. This is just wrong.”Patricia, her face filled with sadness, sighs deeply. “Why can’t I love a man in peace? Are we going to have to break up too, Ron?”Ronaldo pulls her c
At the Sterling Empire headquarters, Sheila, Evan, and Thomas sat attentively around Sheila’s desk, listening to the ongoing podcast.At the podcast studio, Jorge and Jonah were in the midst of a conversation while Karl and Cindy stood in the background.“Jonah, what do you think about having Patty Borges and Ron Silva on the cover of your romance?” Jorge asked with a mischievous grin.Jonah, trying to stay polite, responded, “Golden Letters really outdid themselves, bringing us back to the days when ‘bodice rippers’ were all the rage with women.”Jorge chuckled. “But let’s be honest, didn’t it seem like Ron Silva was wearing his birthday suit instead of an old-fashioned lord’s attire? Patty’s flowing dress helps cover it up, but my followers sure noticed.”The entire studio erupted in laughter, even Jonah loosened up and joined in.“I was assured Ron Silva was decent,” Jonah said playfully. “But for my readers... I’ll leave that to their imagination.”“Fair enough... But you have no
In his office of Silva Oil Company, Fernando sits at his desk, a worried expression on his face as he speaks on the phone.“Yes, Dad, you and Mom have a big problem ahead,” Fernando says.He pauses, listening. “What can I do? I can’t discipline Liz like I’m her father... You really think so? I don’t know, my relationship with her seems normal.”Suddenly, Ronaldo bursts into the room, glaring at his father.“We need to talk, Dad!” Ronaldo snaps.“Hold on, Dad,” Fernando says into the phone, trying to stay calm as he glances at Ronaldo. “I’m on the phone with your grandfather.”“Tell Grandpa you’ve been getting too close to my fiancée!” Ronaldo shouts, his voice full of accusation.For a moment, Fernando is frozen in shock. Then, he pulls himself together.“Uh, Dad, I’ll have to call you back. Something’s come up with my son.”He ends the call and stands, his face hardening with anger as he faces Ronaldo.“What did you just say?” Fernando asks, his tone sharp.“You heard me, Dad. Or are
At the Andrade Clinic, Zachary and Jacqueline were sitting comfortably on the sofa, chatting softly, while Charles took care of the work Walter should have been handling, had he not excused his mischievous son.“Where's the quality control report that Walt completed?” Charles asked.Zachary, noticing the situation, suggested, “Maybe you should call him?”Charles hesitated, clearly embarrassed. “My boy partied too hard and is resting in his room. I gave strict orders not to disturb him.”Zachary furrowed his brow at the word “disturb.” It seemed like an odd choice.Jacqueline, ever sweet, reminded Zachary, “You still haven't checked who's been calling you nonstop.”“Don't worry, I turned off my phone,” Zachary reassured her, though he knew exactly who had been calling and didn't want to upset Jacqueline.Reluctantly, he reached into the pocket of his khakis and switched the phone back on.Instantly, the phone exploded with notifications — messages, missed calls — one after another.Jac
Outside Sterling University Plaza in the morning, Clayton couldn’t believe his ears. Nathan had just asked for a job.“Have you lost your mind, Nate Gouveia?” Clayton asked, incredulous.Nathan responded with a formal tone. “I’ve never been more serious in my life.”Clayton scoffed. “You probably say that to everyone.”“I’m saying it to you, Mr. Saldanha,” Nathan clarified.Clayton was still puzzled. “But why on earth would you want to work at a SNACK BAR?”“I’m unemployed and I need a job. Living at my parents’ place feels like a failure.”“There’s nothing wrong with living at home unless you’re starting a family. Then, yeah, you need your own space, so your wife and mother don’t end up fighting.” Clayton smirked, which made Nathan chuckle lightly.“That’s true. The thing is, I was thinking about a girl for something serious, but she wasn’t interested.”“Why would she pass up that opportunity?” Clayton asked, curious.“She didn’t confirm or deny any of the rumors about her life,” Nat
As Clayton inhaled the savory aroma of bacon and burgers sizzling on the grill, he closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.“Now, do you understand, Nate?” Clayton asked. “Why I can’t hire you?”Nathan, trying a different tactic, replied, “I didn’t realize the Happy Snack Bar was part of the Sterling Empire.”“Nah,” Clayton said, shaking his head. “That place is a separate investment. It’s mine, but Matt put up the initial capital. If he finds out I gave you a job, he might burn the place down.”Nathan’s face tightened. “Matt can’t leave me starving and begging on the streets!”“Actually, he can,” Clayton said, his voice calm but firm.“Mr. Saldanha,” Nathan began, almost pleading.“You can call me Clayton, or Clay,” he interrupted.Nathan took a deep breath. “Clay, for Christ’s sake, I’m desperate! I’m sure you’ve made enough money by now to build another snack bar on your own, which would make hiring me easier.”Clayton chuckled. “Kid, there’s still another issue.”“What now?” Nathan
Clayton and Nathan continued to talk at the Sterling University Plaza under the midday sun. Clayton smiled at Nathan, exuding a TV host’s charm.“Well, buddy, let’s take advantage of Matt being away in Ibiza and hire you! We’ll figure it out when he gets back.”“I think Matthew went to Caribbean—” Nathan’s eyes widened in realization. “Wait, YOU’RE GOING TO HIRE ME?”Clayton chuckled, “Of course, you goof! Can you start tonight? Fridays are always busy!”Excitement filled Nathan’s voice. “Sure, Mr. Saldanha… Clay!”“Great! But I’ll need you to work at the beach snack bar. It’s closer to your home, and that’s where I need help the most.”“That’s even better! I’m ready and eager! My mom will be so proud of me!”“I’m glad I could help you, my young friend...” Clayton stepped out from behind the kiosk, making his way towards Nathan, who was already getting emotional.The two embraced tightly, and Nathan couldn’t hold back his tears. He needed this — a glimmer of hope in his life.******M
Germano jogged lightly along Blue Cove Beach, wearing sunglasses, running shoes, shorts, and a tank top. To anyone watching, it looked like he was training for a marathon. He had earbuds in, tuned into the latest celebrity gossip.Jorge announced through Germano’s earbuds, “If you missed our interview with Patty Borges, Ronaldo Silva, and Jonah Lopes, don’t worry! You can catch the highlights on our clip channel. Join thousands of followers who are cheering on Patty Borges’s comeback, unlike a certain vlog that stirred up some drama a few days ago!”Germano stopped in his tracks, stunned.He wasn’t naive; the jab was clearly directed at him.Not wanting to be in the spotlight in front of other runners and walkers, he stepped off the sidewalk and sat on a nearby bench under a palm tree.The shade provided just enough cover for him to check his phone while Jorge’s voice continued to play in the background.“Of course, Jonah Lopes has remained tight-lipped about the end of his relationsh
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