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The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 583 The Patient Seeks ‘Germano News’
The doorbell rang in the Cardoso family house, and Zilda moved to answer. Opening the door, she was startled to see Liz Silva standing there.“Mrs. Silva? What are you doing here? How did you even find my address?” Zilda asked, eyes wide.Liz stepped inside confidently. “Your location is on the Internet, easily found on any search engine.”Zilda looked horrified. “What? Who would do that? Such an invasion of privacy!”Liz gave her a knowing smile. “Probably your husband, when he set up ‘Germano News’. Speaking of which, I’m here to see him because of it.”Zilda sighed. “Oh, you better you sit and wait because he’s just now talking to his audience in a new edition.”“What’s today’s topic?” Liz asked.“He’s discussing the violence plaguing our city,” Zilda explained.Liz perked up. “Is he calling out Patty Borges? Fantastic!”“No,” Zilda corrected. “He’s covering all of Blue Cove, not just Lion’s Den. And Patty doesn’t live in the slum anymore, so why bring her up?”“Patricia Borges may
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 584 Alvares and Andrade Families Meet
In the late afternoon, Germano sat in the studio of the Cardoso family house, his expression severe as Liz Silva joined him after sharing a coffee and indulging in personal gossip with Zilda.“Would you like more coffee or tea?” Zilda asked, her curiosity not yet satisfied.“If I drink caffeine now, dear, I won’t be able to sleep. Please, leave and close the door,” Germano replied firmly.Liz interrupted with a sly smile. “Oh, no need. She already knows, Mr. Cardoso.”Germano sighed. “If she knows, it’s because you’ve already told her. My dear wife has dinner to make.”Zilda, feeling defeated, added, “Dinner’s ready — I’ll just check on dessert.”With a gentle nod, she exited and closed the door.Now alone with Liz, Germano softened his tone. “So, Mrs. Silva, how may I assist you?”Liz hesitated, taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor, but pressed on. “You’re doing remarkable work with your podcasts, Mr. Cardoso.”“My channel isn’t exactly a podcast,” he corrected, “I post video
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 585 Dinner in the Slum?
As dusk settled over the Cardoso family home, Germano and Liz Silva finalized their plan for his next video in his studio.“So, Mrs. Silva, the video might take a while,” Germano said. “I’ll wait for all the details as the events unfold.”“Exactly,” Liz replied, her smile cunning. “We won’t let haste ruin the perfection of our plan.”The two stood, shaking hands to seal their partnership.“It was a pleasure doing business with you,” Germano said with a hint of satisfaction.“Likewise,” Liz responded, smiling. “I’ll be in touch.”Just then, the door opened, and Zilda appeared, looking curiously at them.“Dinner’s ready, dear?” Germano asked, his smile fading.“It’s been ready for a while. Would you like to stay for dinner, Mrs. Silva?” Zilda offered, her tone polite but with a hint of tension.“No, thank you, Mrs. Cardoso,” Liz declined smoothly. “Maybe another day. My husband’s waiting for me in the penthouse.”“But you mentioned you weren’t in the mood to—” Zilda began, before German
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 586 Now, You’re Dating Her
Karl and Edmund, dressed in running gear and glistening with sweat from their workout, checked Karl’s mailbox in the lobby of the Constance Building. Karl held his credit card bill, studying it with a frown.As always, Karl prefers to go without a shirt, showcasing his athletic physique for the delight of passing women“The credit card bill is high this time...” Karl muttered, distracted.Edmund grinned. “Dude, don’t you notice you’re attracting all the women here without a shirt on?”Karl chuckled. “Then join me and take yours off too.”Edmund shook his head, laughing. “Nah... I’m not as fit as my son.”Edmund looked down at Karl’s low-riding shorts. “And those shorts of yours are pretty low. Are you not wearing—” He teasingly ran a finger along the waistband of Karl’s shorts.Karl stepped back with a playful grin. “Whoa, don’t make me get arrested for indecent exposure, buddy!”“You fool...” Edmund shook his head, amused.Just then, Jonah passed by, and Edmund, unaware of the newcom
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 587 He Looked Like My Late Dad
Sheila stood in her suite at the Sterling Mansion, holding the burgundy dress with a look of surprise. Matthew, watching her closely, noticed her reaction.“You seemed pretty scared, Mom,” he remarked.Sheila shook her head. “That wouldn’t be quite the word.”“Did you not like the comparison?” Matthew pressed.Sheila paused thoughtfully. “Son, now that you mention it... It’s not that I don’t respect your father’s memory; Karl was very important in my life... but...”Matthew smiled knowingly. “You never really noticed, did you? But you will at dinner tonight.”Sheila promised, “Oh, I’ll be gentle.”Matthew laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure you’ll be tactful.”Sheila sighed, glancing at him. “Son, we never really talked about your father, did we?”“You’ve told me enough. Why, is there more I need to know about him?” Matthew asked, curious.Sheila hesitated, moving toward the closet. “Well... you know what I think.”Matthew scratched the back of his neck, realizing where she was going with this.
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 588 The First Dinner
In the kitchen of the Cardoso family house, Zilda and Germano were finishing dinner. As Germano wiped his lips with a napkin, Zilda got up and started clearing away the dishes.“What’s for dessert?” Germano asked casually.Zilda gave him a pointed look. “We have cake of ‘tell me what you and Mrs. Silva plotted.’”Germano rolled his eyes. “Come on, dear!”Zilda’s voice was determined. “I’m going to ask her, dear! She didn’t seem like she promised to keep it a secret.”Germano leaned forward slightly. “If I tell you, you can’t tell even Cindy, okay?”Zilda slammed the dishes noisily into the sink. “Why does our daughter have to be left out?”Germano sighed. “Isn’t it obvious? Cindy is now busy sleeping with Jackson.”Zilda corrected him, “Living with Jackson. They are getting married.”With a sarcastic tone, Germano replied, “I haven’t received the wedding invitation yet. Anyway, if Cindy finds out about this, she’ll feel torn between us and the Borges family. She’ll be in internal conf
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 589 Drama at the Breakfast Table
The next morning in the dining room of the Sterling Mansion, Matthew and his mother Sheila sat in comfortable silence, eating breakfast.Matthew occasionally glanced at Sheila, noticing that she was smiling to herself, seemingly without reason.“Is it still too early to talk about how dinner went last night?” he asked, breaking the silence.Sheila, looking surprised, replied, “Huh? Oh, the dinner…”Matthew chuckled. “Mom, don’t tell me you found last night’s dinner boring or tedious.”“No, it wasn’t! It was wonderful... Especially after you said that,” Sheila said, her smile widening.Just then, Elaine walked in with a cheerful greeting. “Good morning, beautiful people!”Matthew returned the greeting warmly. “Good morning, my dear.”Elaine sat down, glancing between them. “Looks like we’re in a good mood today, huh?”Matthew nodded. “Definitely. My mom was just saying how it was to have dinner with the man who looks a bit like my dad.”Elaine’s eyes widened. “Huh? What do you mean?”S
The Long-Awaited Heir Chapter 590 Elaine Questions Karl
In his office at Golden Letters, Karl sat back in his chair, lost in thought. The memories of last night’s dinner with Sheila lingered, making him smile. Though it hadn’t been overtly romantic, there was a warmth to it that he couldn’t quite shake.Flashback to the night before:In Karl’s cozy kitchen, he set down his wine glass, turning the conversation toward lighter topics. “Okay, let’s talk about good things. I really enjoyed having dinner with you, Sheila.”Sheila smiled back at him. “Likewise.” They clinked their glasses, enjoying the moment together as they continued their meal.Back in the present, Karl smiled to himself like a fool.He murmured, “I hope to have that dinner with you again soon, my dear wife. This was the first of many.”Just then, a knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Karl quickly straightened in his chair. “Come in!”Elaine entered, greeting him with a cheerful, “Good morning, Lawrence! I heard some good news at Sterling Mansion.”Karl raised an
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Chapter 955 Your Half-Sisters
At the Andrade Clinic in Walter’s office, the confrontation between Linda and Nathan continued, the atmosphere tense and electric.Walter stepped protectively beside Linda. “Hey, what’s the meaning of this? You don’t recognize me as your brother-in-law? What a joke.”Nathan sneered. “Linda, if you can’t have a frank conversation without your little boyfriend defending you all the time—”“I can,” Linda snapped, cutting him off. “But right now, I don’t WANT to. This is his office, not yours!”“You’re hanging by a thread from being sued for breach of confidential information,” Nathan shot back venomously. “And you guys still act like a cocky little rooster and hen!”Linda let out a mocking laugh. “Is that what you came here to talk about?”“Exactly!” Nathan said, jabbing a finger in the air. “Why the hell did you get involved in something that’s none of your business?”Walter was about to speak, but Linda grabbed the sleeve of his shirt — a silent signal for him to let her handle it.“Na
Chapter 954 Nice Try
Tiffany approached her junior boss as Maurício walked away.“Nice try,” Bryce muttered.Feigning innocence, Tiffany widened her eyes. “What are you talking about?”Bryce smirked knowingly. “If that guy were your boyfriend, you would’ve kissed him on the mouth. That little sisterly peck didn’t fool me.”Tiffany blinked, realizing she was up against a sly fox!******Meanwhile, at Andrade Clinic that same afternoon, Walter sat across from Linda, who seemed uncharacteristically relieved.“What are you asking about, Walt?” Linda said, trying to sound casual.Walter leaned in, scrutinizing her. “I could’ve sworn I saw you sigh with relief when Dr. de Paula left.”“Don’t swear in vain — it’s a sin,” Linda retorted, dodging.Walter moved closer and pulled her into an embrace, but Linda stiffened, feeling like she was betraying herself.“Come on, sweetheart. Don’t exaggerate,” Walter coaxed. “Were you embarrassed for being too informal with the new general practitioner?”Staring into the dist
Chapter 953 Struggling to Call Him Father
Patricia found Vanda sitting patiently on one of the chairs inside Karl’s office at Golden Letters.She leaned her head into the doorway. “Mom?”Vanda turned to look at her, her face lighting up. “Good afternoon, darling. I’m just waiting for Lawrence to show up.”Smiling, Patricia stepped closer. “Ron had a wonderful idea earlier. I hope you’ll agree with it.”Vanda’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “I’m already agreeing!”“He wants to take me on a trip to celebrate some things that have finally been resolved in his family. And to avoid... temptation, Cindy and Jackson are coming with us.”Vanda smiled warmly, though her expression turned slightly puzzled as she blinked at her daughter.“I don’t get it,” she said. “You’re going on a romantic trip as a group of four?”Patricia nodded. “Yes. Two couples, each celebrating in their own way.”Vanda cleared her throat delicately, still trying to process the information. “But Jackson and Cindy already have an intimate life, while you and Ron
Chapter 952 One of Them Had Written That Letter
Back at the Sterling Cultural Hall, the office of Edmund Hudson was filled with the quiet aftermath of lunch. Disposable food containers from their takeout meals lay scattered across their desks. Bryce stifled a burp—barely.“Gross, son. Don’t do that,” Edmund grimaced.“What, you wanted me to sing the burp like I was on stage?” Bryce shot back with a grin.Edmund just shook his head and leaned back in his chair, clearly not in the mood.“You mentioned the stage... that reminded me of what Sergeant Carvalho said,” Edmund murmured.“It’s all too insane,” Bryce muttered. “Someone set up an elaborate plan to kill Vicente Gouveia.”“And I hope you’re not seriously thinking it was Matthew or Karl,” Edmund warned.Bryce, ever stubborn, didn’t back down. “It has to be one of them, Dad.”Edmund closed his eyes, clearly needing rest. Realizing he had hit a wall, Bryce stood and exited the room, slamming the door behind him.Out in the hallway, Bryce walked briskly, his brow furrowed. Tiffany a
Chapter 951 Foursome Romantic Trip
Across town at the Borges House, the midday sun streamed into the dining room where Patricia was seated with Cindy and Jackson. She placed her wine glass on the table and leaned forward, eyes bright with anticipation.“Guys, I have a proposal.”“Sounds exciting!” Jackson replied.“Ron and I are thinking of taking a trip. Something to help us decompress after all the stress and drama we’ve dealt with.”Cindy nodded, understanding. “Makes sense. Silva Oil won’t be facing charges, you and Liz Silva made peace, and Liz cut ties with Elaine.”Patricia raised her glass in a one-woman toast. “Amen to that. So, Ron and I want to celebrate — but we don’t want to go alone. For obvious reasons.”Cindy and Jackson exchanged a knowing glance.Jackson, ever the older brother, spoke up. “Sis, under normal circumstances, I’d tell you to wait until after the wedding. But since you’ve already... had your first time, would it really be that terrible to be alone with Ron on a romantic trip?”Patricia’s s
Chapter 950 Facing Nathan – AGAIN!
Nathan returned from his parents' apartment to the beach house, under the midday sun, with a triumphant smile that practically screamed "mission accomplished." As he stepped inside, his voice took on a villainous tone, relishing his recent success.“My father’s letter made quite the impression on the sergeant,” he murmured to himself. “Now it’s just a matter of time before he digs into the case and realizes Lawrence Vieira doesn’t exist... nothing but a fabrication by Karl Sterling.”Making his way into the kitchen, Nathan opened the refrigerator, rummaging through leftovers and pulling out a few pans. He set them on the stove, beginning to reheat his lunch while continuing his monologue with the flair of someone who thought ten moves ahead.“And even if they dig into the past or someone brings up the car crash, no one can prove anything. It'll be the word of a man who used a fake identity... versus a famous pianist whose life was nearly cut short.”The soft hiss of reheating food fil
Chapter 949 You Really Want to Help
Around midday, inside the police station, Sergeant Carvalho leaned forward in his chair, intrigued by the theory Matthew had just put forth about the incident at Vicente’s live concert. The near-tragic “accident” that had almost claimed a life now seemed more calculated than coincidental.“I hadn’t thought about it like that,” Carvalho admitted. “I mean, I knew you and Mr. Hudson saw the two workers, but... a test?”“Exactly!” Matthew said, visibly energized. “It can’t be coincidence that the accident played out the same way as the earlier incident. And there’s more — I clearly remember commenting to Bryce about the piano’s position.”Carvalho began clicking and typing quickly on his computer, searching through digital statements.“Young Mr. Hudson didn’t mention that,” he muttered. “Looks like I’ll have to pay him another visit.”Matthew didn’t hesitate. “Have you or any of your officers found anything on ‘José Ramos’ or ‘Seb Nozes’?”With a serious expression, Carvalho shook his hea
Chapter 948 Matthew Has a Theory
Back to the living room of Karl’s apartment, Karl and Sheila stood by the window, each with a glass of cognac in hand, trying to soothe their frayed nerves.“I just came from the Gibraltar Club,” Sheila said, her tone weary. “I was killing time. Had I known I’d need a drink, I’d have dragged you along.”Karl offered a dry chuckle. “Things are rough, darling. At least Matt is putting his resentment on hold to focus on what matters.”Sheila rolled her eyes and took another sip. “I want to see you two hug like father and son.”“That’ll have to wait,” Karl replied. “Sgt. Carvalho called me in to confirm my secret identity. Apparently, the police received an anonymous letter.”Sheila gasped, nearly spilling her drink. “What? An anonymous letter?”“I know,” Karl said with a smirk. “Feels very 90s, doesn’t it?”
Chapter 947 Carvalho Keeps Inquiring
On a tense morning inside the Sterling Empire headquarters, Matthew’s office had become a whirlwind of nervous energy. Evan reentered the room and paused, hardly recognizing his boss, who was frantically rummaging through drawers and documents on his desk.“Need any help, Young Matthew?” Evan asked cautiously, unsure whether to assist or flee.Matthew looked up, his expression sharp. “Evan, schedule an urgent meeting with the board of directors for tomorrow.”Evan nearly cursed under his breath. He had just spent considerable time reorganizing Matthew’s agenda!“For tomorrow?” he asked, struggling to remain composed.“Yes,” Matthew confirmed. “We’re going to discuss the revelation of my father’s true identity.”Evan stiffened, reaching for his tablet to make the changes. “For the board?”“Correct,” Matthew replied, his tone clip
