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
Walter caught Bella just as she was making crude comments about him, and Linda was visibly upset.Walking down the clinic steps, Walter gave Bella a hard look and asked, "Didn’t your sister tell you we’re in a relationship?"Bella shot back without hesitation. "No, she didn’t mention you two are sleeping together."In a flash, Linda slapped her sister with such force that even Walter flinched.Bella yelped, “ARGH!”"Wash your mouth out with soap before you talk about me like that!" Linda retorted, her anger flaring.Bella looked at Linda, shocked. “Linda! What do you think you’re doing?”"Defending myself!" Linda replied sharply, just as Walter moved closer, wrapping his arm around her."Shall we have lunch, dear?" he asked, calmly.“Absolutely, before I lose my appetite," Linda replied, leaning into him.As they walked past Bella, Walter said, "Oh, Bella, do me a favor: when you see your dad, tell him he can schedule a day to come here to the clinic. We need to talk."Bella, unfazed,
Bella walked through the corridors of the Andrade Clinic, glancing at her cellphone before finally spotting Charles. A warm smile crossed her face as she approached him.“You must be Mr. Andrade, right?” she asked with a knowing smile. “According to this picture, you’re Walter Andrade’s father.”Charles looked surprised. “That’s me. Am I really that famous?”“Oh, don’t be modest, Mr. Andrade! Your clinic has been amazing for my community, Lion’s Den,” Bella replied enthusiastically. “Thanks to your affordable services and staff’s open-mindedness, we actually have access to healthcare.”Charles relaxed a bit, offering a humble, “Thank you very much. Do you have our health plan?”“Of course I do!” Bella said, a touch conspiratorially. “But that’s not exactly why I wanted to talk to you.”Charles leaned against the wall to let a group of nurses wheel a patient past.“If it won’t take too long, Miss…?”“Alvares. Bella Alvares. I’m the younger sister of your receptionist.”“Ah, so you migh
Sheila entered her office, grateful for the cool temperature, when Elaine burst in behind her, shivering dramatically.“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! What a freezing office this is!” Elaine exclaimed, rubbing her arms.Sheila rolled her eyes, discreetly hiding the remote control for the air conditioning.“No need to exaggerate, my dear. Now, how can I help you?”Elaine, still shivering, began hesitantly, “Well, after our conversation yesterday…”Sheila looked at her blankly. “You still remember? I’ve already forgotten what we discussed.”Elaine’s face showed a slight struggle as she continued, “We talked about my fears of losing Matt.”Sheila's expression grew colder. “That’s completely impossible. End of discussion.”Elaine seemed to gain confidence from Sheila’s bluntness. “You’re right. I’ve thought about it and decided to be happy with Matt, to keep him so content that he won’t even think of other women.”“Very wise of you,” Sheila nodded approvingly.“Then… our partnership is still on