At the Happy Snack Bar, Bella rises from her table, carrying an empty cup of soursop juice, and heads over to where Nathan and Paulina are talking by the counter.“I’ll take a refill,” Bella says, handing Nathan her cup.“Just a minute,” Nathan replies, taking the cup and stepping away to refill it.Bella watches him walk off, and then turns to Paulina with a glare.“So, you came here to poison Nate’s mind against me?” Bella challenges.Paulina replies, her tone ironic, “I thought you two weren’t friends or lovers anymore.”“We’re not dating,” Bella clarifies, “but today we have a truce.”Paulina sighs. “Even with your father’s orders, even with my admonitions... you insist on coming here, wanting to get involved with someone connected to Matthew Sterling. Bella, why are you so determined to be disobedient?”“Why do you and my dad insist on shoving rules at me that I won’t follow?” Bella snaps, clearly irritated.Paulina’s face hardens. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?!”Just
At Karl’s apartment, Sheila finishes her meal and makes her way to the door. Ever the considerate friend, Karl walks with her, offering words of reassurance.“Sheila, I know I’m just a stranger…” Karl begins.Sheila smiles warmly. “Matt disagrees.”Karl nods, continuing, “But if I can help in any way... maybe I should talk to your sister-in-law and her husband.”Sheila’s smile broadens. “You don’t know them, and you wouldn’t lose by getting to know them.”“Well, I don’t know if I’d have the patience with that guy, Vicente,” Karl admits. “From what you told me, he spent many years living off the Sterling family’s money, only becoming a pianist when the cash flow dried up.”Sheila sighs. “That’s what I don’t understand. The guy has talent. Why didn’t he explore his gift earlier?”“Laziness speaks louder,” Karl suggests.“That’s why I think he should be grateful for Matt giving him a chance instead of accusing him of attempted murder. If something like that spreads in the boardroom…” She
The next morning, in the kitchen of the Silva Penthouse, breakfast unfolds in silence. Liz covets her husband who was dressed only in boxers, lost in thought as her coffee sits cooling. Ronaldo, dressed only in shorts, is distracted, his thoughts lingering on Patricia.Breaking the silence, Ronaldo speaks up, “Dad, I think I’m going to look for a decent studio to record one of our commercials.”Fernando nods, though a worried look crosses his face. “Good idea, son. We need to distract the public’s mind because of this issue.”Liz snaps out of her daydream. “Huh? What commercial, son?”Ronaldo explains, “A commercial with Patty as our spokesperson.”With a scoff, Liz retorts, “The only thing Patty will get is to be a hooker.”Fernando slams his hand on the table. “ELIZABETH! Can’t you say one nice thing about Patty with that filthy mouth of yours?”“Who told you my mouth is filthy?” Liz sneers. “There was a time you loved my mouth on your p—”Ronaldo’s face flushes with embarrassment.
Fernando and Ronaldo are in the living room of the Silva Penthouse, now dressed formally for work. Both men wear worried expressions as Liz trails behind them, voicing her anger.“This is absurd! You need to fire that Kirk IMMEDIATELY!” Liz demands.Fernando sighs. “It won’t be an easy task, dear.”“Why not?” she huffs. “Besides firing him, you need to report him to the police!”Ronaldo, turning abruptly, tries to reason with her. “Mom, we can’t act rashly! His family doesn’t know about this; they could sue us for defamation! Since this was the first incident, we have time to investigate calmly.”Fernando nods. “That’s right, son. If only we had a friend in the police…”“Let’s tell Matt,” Ronaldo suggests. “After all, he’s one of our shareholders, right?”“Yes,” Fernando agrees. “He needs to know about this.”Just then, the doorbell rings, and Liz goes to answer it. “Who could it be… Dad?”Leonardo walks in quickly, barely acknowledging his daughter-in-law. “Here I am, folks. Let’s de
In Matthew’s suite, he is talking on the phone with Fernando, who is at his office. “Matt, the situation is at this point. What should we do?” Matthew grimaces in discontent. “Hmm… This is quite unpleasant. But why am I being informed about this?” Fernando smiles slightly. “Is it because you’re one of our shareholders?” “And because of that, should I get involved in police matters?” Matthew raises his eyebrows. “Not necessarily. Perhaps you know someone in authority who can help us resolve this case without resorting to media scandals...” Fernando hints. Matthew thinks quickly. Who could help them? Then he remembered someone. “There was a police officer who helped us during that mess at Zach’s nightclub. Sergeant Carvalho.” Fernando felt a bit awkward, remembering that the chaos was caused by Jasmine and Liz. “Oh, do you think he could handle the situation discreetly?” “Absolutely. We’ll investigate this drug issue at the docks without alarming the villains,” Matthew respond
Matthew visits Andrade Clinic. Walter receives him in his office as Cindy is leaving. “Walt, I need — Cindy? What the hell are you doing here?” “Good morning to you too, Matt!” Cindy greeted him, overly smiling. Annoyed by his ex-girlfriend’s presence, Matthew noticed her limping. “Are you limping?” “Thank Jackson for that.” Cindy smiled slyly. Matthew felt something boil inside him. “Cindy, tell Jackson that life is much more than bestial and rough s*x.” “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.” Cindy shook her head, giggling sarcastically. “Don’t you have the habit of pound Elaine every night, smashing her without a care?” Matthew cleared his throat unnecessarily. If this conversation continues, he will feel something inside his pants... “Okay, enough of this talk. Did you come here to talk about the incident at Silva Oil Company?” Walter interjected, aiming to lighten the dark mood. “Ahem... Matt, I called her specifically for Cindy to be discreet. Better her than Marilza
At the beach house, Vicente tests the keys of his grand piano, preparing for the next live stream. Nathan adjusts the camera to record. Andreia sits on the couch putting on her shoes, getting ready to go to work. Andreia notices her son’s pensive expression. “Nate, what’s wrong? Did something strange bother you yesterday?” Nathan decides to open up. “Yeah, Mom. Yesterday, I met Bella Alvares’ Mom.” Andreia grimaces but keeps her back to Nathan and Vicente, pretending to adjust her left shoe. “Ouch, this shoe is too tight...” she mumbled. Vicente joins the conversation, “And why did that bother you, son?” Nathan sighs impatiently. “Guess what? She’s also against my relationship with Bella.” “Really?” Andreia turns to Nathan with a slight smile. Nathan thinks Andreia is laughing ironically. “That’s right, Mom, it’s a complete absurdity. She insists that I don’t deserve to be in a relationship with her daughter because I’m of a higher social standing. But Bella and I aren’t even
At the beach house, the live stream ends with Vicente wrapping up another Strauss classic. “Well, my dear subscribers, thank you once again for your love and dedication. Keep hitting ‘like’ and sharing my videos, don’t be shy! Until the next live broadcast!” Nathan appeared to be more cheerful. “Cool, Dad, excellent!” Vicente waited for the camera to be turned off to continue the previous conversation. “Son, now that we’ve finished the live, let’s go back to our earlier conversation. Are you planning to get back together with Bella Alvares?” Nathan puts the camera on the rack to buy some time, thinking about his response. Turning to his father, he replied, “I think I could at least be friends with her, Dad.” “What changed?” Vicente steps out from behind the piano. “Now she’s working honestly, Dad.” Nathan smiles sweetly. “All of our fears that she was a dirty escort have gone down the drain.” “That doesn’t change the fact that she had a promiscuous and complicated life BEFORE