Inside the Álvarez family home, Paulina was busy sweeping the living room when Gustavo and Ernesto appeared, both dressed in their Silva Oil Company uniforms.“I checked Bella’s room,” Paulina said. “She’s still sleeping.”Gustavo glanced at her with a smirk. “Did you check for any traces of other guys?”Paulina, taken aback, looked flustered. “No, son, gross! I’m not going to smell your sister’s sheets; I’ll just throw them straight into the washing machine.”Ernesto chuckled, planting a quick kiss on her cheek. “That’s the way to do it, dear. Come on, son, let’s go.”Before they left, Paulina hesitated for a moment. “Ernie, were you serious about wanting to meet Young Mr. Andrade up close?”“Why not?” Ernesto replied nonchalantly. “They’re dating, aren’t they? She’s already stayed in his sister’s room, like they’re great friends.”“Yes, that’s happened twice,” Paulina nodded, then added, “But Marilza Peres mentioned in her column that Miss Andrade is dating Zach Loss. They hosted a
At the Silva Oil Company docks, a crowd had gathered in the early morning. Ronaldo stood on a stack of crates used for transporting oil drums, holding a megaphone. Patricia, wearing a dark green pantsuit, stood beside him, smiling.“Everyone!” Ronaldo called out, his voice amplified by the megaphone. “It is my immense pleasure to introduce you to the future Mrs. Silva and your potential boss: Patricia Borges!”The employees responded with enthusiastic applause, clearly impressed.Ronaldo continued, “We don’t yet know what Patricia will be doing here, but she will be more present from now on. Please cooperate with her and show her respect!”“Yes, Mr. Silva!” the employees shouted back in unison.Handing the megaphone to Patricia, Ronaldo stepped back as she addressed the crowd. “I am very honored,” she began, her voice filled with warmth. “My father, Hélio Borges, worked hard on these docks and is now happily retired. I know many of you are my former neighbors from Lion’s Den. Silva Oi
Inside the Andrade Clinic reception, the morning sun cast a soft glow across the room. Linda leaned toward Jacqueline, her voice low with frustration.“Has Walter been avoiding me because of what Bella did to Zachary and me?”Jacqueline hesitated, clearly unsure of how to respond. “Linda,” she began carefully, “Walt doesn’t blame you for that.”Linda’s eyes narrowed. “Really? Then why hasn’t he called me? Did he come in early today just to avoid seeing me?”“Don’t think like that,” Jacqueline reassured her. “Maybe he plans to talk to you today.”Linda’s gaze sharpened, probing for the truth. “But that’s it, isn’t it...?”Jacqueline sighed, unable to keep it in any longer. “Okay, fine, but don’t get mad. Walt’s discouraged because of the photo.”Linda’s voice rose in disbelief. “That’s absurd! I can’t be held responsible for what Bella did when I didn’t even know about it!”Jacqueline tried to comfort her. “He loves me, Linda. I’m his little sister, his beloved.”Linda scoffed. “But no
Inside Walter's office at the Andrade Clinic, Linda and Walter stepped in, both with serious expressions. Walter closed the door behind them and gestured towards a seat.“Make yourself comfortable,” he said calmly.Linda, restless, shook her head. “I don’t know if I can sit still.”Walter, trying to maintain his composure, replied, “This conversation might take some time.”“I don’t see what could take so long to explain your disappearance,” Linda shot back, her voice sharp.Walter hesitated and then sighed. “It’s not that simple…”Linda, growing impatient, decided to cut through the awkwardness. “I’ll spare you the details, Walt. Jacqueline told me what my sister did.”Walter swallowed hard and took a step closer to her. “Do you understand why I was upset?”Linda crossed her arms, still frustrated. “Not really. I wasn’t involved in that photo stunt.”Walter’s voice softened. “But it was the night we were having dinner for the Loss family, celebrating Jacque and Zach’s relationship. Wh
In Walter’s office at the Andrade Clinic, the expectation between him and Linda was palpable. He had her by the shoulders, his hands slowly sliding down her arms, pulling her closer.The intensity in their eyes seemed to soften as the moment stretched.“Walter, what do you want from me?” Linda asked, her voice barely above a whisper.“Your forgiveness,” he replied, searching her face, “and your love.”Linda hesitated. “Do you really love me, Walt?”Walter, a bit taken aback, tried to lighten the mood. “Hey, did you really think I treated you like a prostitute that day?”Linda averted her eyes, her voice quieter now. “I shouldn’t have given in to my impulses so easily.”Flashing a playful smile, Walter leaned in. “You sure enjoyed crying and moaning in my car for hours, admit it.”She blushed, but there was still pain in her tone. “That’s why I thought we were going to have something lasting...”He took her hands in his, sincerity evident in his voice. “If you forgive me, we will. And
Inside the Silva penthouse, the lack of what to do between Liz and Elaine is glaring as they sit in the living room that morning, their conversation filled with absurd theories about Patricia.Liz, astonished, exclaims, “Elaine, how dangerous! Why do you allow yourself to be subjected to such nonsense?”Elaine, feeling offended, retorts, “I allow myself? How about your nephew blocking that b*tch’s phone for a change?”With calm defiance, Liz responds, “He would never do such a thing.”Elaine sighs, “I asked Sheila for help, but she refused, saying it’s all in my head.”Sarcastically, Liz comments, “Wait, didn’t you two make a truce?”Elaine shrugs. “Who understands… I’m really scared, Liz.”Liz, ever the problem-solver, suggests, “OK, let’s team up to expose Patricia.”Elaine shakes her head, as if Liz is missing the point. “It’s not about exposing Patricia. EVERYONE knows who she is. They just refuse to acknowledge the danger.”Liz, her mind churning, says thoughtfully, “If they refu
Walter sat alone in his office, dealing with the mundane task of administrative paperwork. Despite the boredom, he wore a wide smile — the unmistakable grin of someone in love. Just then, Charles entered the room and immediately noticed.“I’ve never seen anyone work with that smile!” Charles laughed, taking in his son’s expression.Walter stopped typing and looked up. “Dad, come here. I’ve got some news for you.”Charles pulled up a chair, intrigued. “What is it?”“I’m going to meet Linda’s parents,” Walter announced, his excitement clear.Charles raised an eyebrow as he sat down. “I thought that would only happen when you were officially dating, like Zach and Jacque.”“We’re not officially dating yet,” Walter admitted, “but we’ve already talked about the honeymoon.”Charles smiled mischievously. “Son, I heard that the night we had dinner, you had Linda crying and grinding her teeth in your room nonstop.”Walter’s face flushed with shock. “You heard? Oh, Gumercindo...”Charles chuckle
Linda stepped out of the Andrade Clinic, descending the stairs, only to spot her sister Bella approaching the entrance. Without hesitation, she grabbed Bella’s arm.“Oh, there you are! We’re talking now!” Linda insisted.Bella squirmed, pulling back. “Let go of me, LET GO! Help!”The nearby passersby and a few nurses glanced over, clearly suspicious at the scene.Linda noticed and quickly reassured them with a smile. “She’s my sister, don’t worry!”Recognizing the sisterly banter, the onlookers relaxed and carried on. Bella, however, was less amused, rolling her eyes.“Are you really not going to tell them today that I’m an HIV patient?” Bella muttered.Linda crossed her arms, unfazed. “No, I’m going to tell them the next time you’re scheming against Jacqueline Andrade, my bosses’ daughter!”Bella’s expression shifted from irritation to shock. “How did you find that out?”Linda smirked. “Wasn’t I supposed to find out?”“Never!” Bella defended, flustered. “I wanted Zach back! What bett