Wednesday. Matthew passes by the university’s main square and can’t resist stopping by the kiosk.Clayton welcomes him. Patricia isn’t around yet.“Hi, Matt! Came to check out your future business?”“Clayton, it seems like you don’t believe me when I tell you I want to help.” Matthew frowns.“Look, Matt, I didn’t mean to offend you.” Clayton explains good-naturedly, “I know you want to help me. Managing my kiosk is probably some kind of extracurricular job you need to do to earn your degree. I’m happy to be your guinea pig. Patricia, however, drew my attention to something.”“The money.” Matthew rolls his eyes. Why doesn’t Patricia believe him?“Yes, where are you going to get the money to invest in my beloved kiosk?” Clayton turns serious, “If you’re thinking about taking out a bank loan, I won’t allow it.”“Why not?” Matthew feels like laughing.“Because you certainly already have a lot of commitments to pay.” Clayton responds worriedly, “Tell me: how much did your new cell phone co
Alice returns to the Sterling Mansion after her appointments to charity work. Jarbas meets her in the foyer.“Good afternoon, Madam Sterling. Here is what you asked for.”“And what did I ask for?”Jarbas holds out a piece of paper, “The phone number of someone in the Silva family, Mrs. Sterling’s relatives.”Alice smiles malevolently, taking the paper. “Thank you, Jarbas. She is here?”“I don’t know, ma’am.” Jarbas apologizes.“OK, she must be doing more shopping. I don’t understand why she lived like a slum dweller for many years if what she wants most is to have a life of luxury and spending.” Alice goes upstairs to her suite.Upon entering the master suite, she goes to her double bed and sits down. Nobody was around.Alice takes out her cell phone and dials the number. A male voice sounds from the other end.“Hello?”“Hello, good afternoon. This is Alice Sterling speaking.”“Mrs. Sterling?”“Yes, and I’m calling on behalf of Sheila Silva Sterling.”The male voice falls silent for a
The next day, Sheila woke up in her suite with her cell phone ringing.She rubbed her eyes while grimacing. Did the alarm clock need to go off right now? She was dreaming that she was talking to Jonah...OOPS! Sheila suddenly blushed and looked both ways, fearing that Karl’s ghost would appear to accuse her of being an adulteress. But no one was around.Hanging up the phone, Sheila lamented, “Don’t be ridiculous, Sheila. Karl died, and now you need to take care of Matt. He’s all I have left.After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Sheila decided to go to her son’s suite.When she opened the door, however, Sheila was quite disappointed to find articles of women’s clothing scattered across the floor and towards the bed.Sheila followed the trail of clothes to the bed and discerned that two people were sleeping under the blankets.Determined to make a scandal and drag the call girl out of the mansion, Sheila takes two steps......And she is immediately stopped by Alice.“SCHI! Don
At the Sterling Mansion, Leonardo is surprised by Sheila insinuating a setup regarding Karl's death.“Dear daughter, what are you insinuating?”“I never believed Karl's accident was legitimate. I always had the suspicion within me that the tragedy was an arranged death. Men like Karl DON’T GET into car accidents!”“But why didn’t you come to us, or seek help from the police? What about the Sterlings? They would be the most interested in pursuing this matter and seeking justice!”Sheila purses her lips. “They never wanted to believe me. And I stopped having contact with you for fear of involving you. That’s why I hid in the favela and took Matt along.”Leonardo shakes his head, “It's a shame that the daughter of an oil businessman lived in an unhealthy place. You didn't do well, daughter. I'm sorry, but that's how I feel.”“I confess that I missed shopping and going to the beauty salon.” Sheila smiles vainly."And your son?" Leonardo is anxious.“He must have taken a shower to go to co
In the afternoon, Matthew and Clayton enter one of the bank branches in Blue Cove.They get the password, go through the revolving door that has a metal detector, and go to the loan department.As they wait, Clayton whispers, “Last chance, buddy.”“It’s your last chance to keep quiet,” Matthew whispers back good-naturedly.“Maybe if I take out the loan in my name and you pay me later...” Clayton suggests.“No. I had the idea, I brought you here, so I’ll be the one to take responsibility. Allow me this gesture of friendship, Clay.” Matthew blinks.Clayton gives up. But the feeling that he is exploiting a young man with a golden heart never leaves his mind.Time passed, and Matthew’s password was called. He took all the paperwork and documentation from the Happy Snack kiosk and went to the service window.The place was basically a cubicle with seats, for the customer and bank employee to talk freely about the details of the loan.“Good afternoon.” Matthew introduced himself, “I have com
At the Happy Snack kiosk, David was unsure if he heard Patricia’s order correctly.“Patty, do you want me to voluntarily give money to Matthew Silva? Why on Earth would I do something like that?”“Because you want to walk in the path of good!” Patricia responds innocently, “Don’t tell me you’re just being nice to bed me.”David clears his throat unnecessarily, “CAHAM... That’s not it, Patty. I just don’t know if Matthew Silva will accept it. He is now working at Golden Letters.”“He’s not earning R$ 10,000.00 a month to have so many expenses.” Patricia frowns.Cindy walks past them and smiles mischievously. She sits at the far table and takes another photo on her cell phone. She has made a collection.But this time, Patricia notices that Cindy is around and approaches her. Cindy quickly opens Chat and pretends to be sending a text message.“Are you writing your next gossip?” Patricia scoffs.“I’m texting my boyfriend.” Cindy arrogantly retorts, “Hello, David.”“Hello, Cindy! How is th
Matthew and Abner work out in the exercise room. Abner walks on the electric treadmill with Evan nearby, monitoring the situation. Matthew, of course, is exercising his arms and biceps with weights and dumbbells. Sweat drips from his pores as he performs repetitions with concentration and dexterity.Abner looks at his grandson, “I miss my twenties...”“Were you a dumbbell lifter, Boss Sterling?”“What is this, Evan?” Abner jokes, “Search for photos of me with your lady boss Sterling. You can tell that this runs in the family. Karl was a gorilla and now my grandson is also a bull.”Matthew ends the series and takes a breath, “PHEW... Someone is talking about me.”“So, my grandson? Did you manage to convince your friend Mr. Saldanha to expand the business?” Abner also ends the walk.“Yes, Grandpa.” Matthew scratches the back of his head, “Although someone is determined to get in the way. Patty Borges.”“What does this girl have to do with all this?” Abner is helped by Evan off the tread
At dinner time, Matthew was sitting next to Cindy while Sheila was on the other side of the table. Abner and Alice, as always, each had dinner at one end.Alice signaled with a look at Cindy.“Matt, I’ve been thinking.” Cindy begins to speak ‘naturally’, “I think it’s time for us to formalize our union.”Sheila chokes on the wine she was drinking, “Cough, cough, cough...”“Mom, are you okay?” Matthew worries.Cindy and Alice look at each other as if to say, ‘Is this idiot doing this on purpose?’Abner, being closer, hits Sheila hard on the back.“Ouch, ouch, I’ve already relieved myself! Thank you, father-in-law.” Sheila complains.“That’s what we’re here for.” Abner responds ironically.“Guys, let Cindy continue.” Alice asks with her eyes shining.“Actually, I already understand what she wants.” Matthew turns to his girlfriend, “And you’re right.”“Do you really want to marry Cindy Cardoso, Matt?” Sheila butts in rudely.“Of course I do, Mom. What’s the point of dating if we’re not g