Reginaldo feels cornered with Aline asking him questions about her whereabouts. Why is she so interested?He smiles to buy time, "Wow, Miss Mendonça, am I sensing an interest on your part?"Aline smiles back, "No, I just want to satisfy a curiosity.""They say curiosity is what kills." He jokes."It kills the cat. Am I a kitten?"Reginaldo was going to answer, but he chokes on the words.Aline laughs, "Reggie, I don't think you realize that I want to get to know you better.""Don't you think I'm unworthy to deserve this friendship?"Aline removes her glasses and scrutinizes Reginaldo's face, "I don't know... I feel like the profession doesn't make you look like someone poor or unworthy. You may not live here, but you're not a slum guy."Reginaldo feels like he's walking on eggshells, "No, I'm not from the favela. But that doesn't mean I'm a snob and a nose-up.""No, you have charisma, you're approachable... so I believe you do well selling popsicles.""I thought it was because of the
After laughing a lot, Reginaldo was already wanting to leave to continue selling, "Well, Miss Mendonça, the chat is good, but I need to get more customers..." "Wait, Reggie!" Aline gets up from the beach chair, "You haven't told me yet if you were at the pizzeria." Reginaldo fades his smile a little. He thought Aline had forgotten, "Well... since you insist, yes. I was there with a friend." "And were you able to pay? I saw you hold out your credit card." "If I hadn't made it, I would have been in trouble." Reginaldo giggles. Aline relieves herself, "Thank God, I'm sane. It's good that you can get into places like the Parmesan Pizzeria. That means you can make good money here on the beach. So I won't hold you back, good sales!" Reginaldo nods, "Have fun, Miss Mendonça." "For Christ's sake, Reggie, call me Aline; you're not my lackey. I've told you a billion times that I want to be your friend, but you keep forgetting..." Aline pouts. Reginaldo laughs and walks away. If she only
Reginaldo was selling popsicles to a family consisting of a husband, wife, and two children. The children frolicked in the Styrofoam box, choosing two flavors of each, while the wife couldn't stop coveting the vendor's attractive body.The husband, upset with his wife cheating on him in thoughts, pays for the four popsicles that the children snatched, "Keep the change.""Thank you, sir. Have fun, everyone.""Goodbye!" The children wave effusively.Reginaldo hears his cell phone ringing in the bag he has stuck in the Styrofoam box along with the garbage bag. He goes under a chestnut tree and answers, "Hello?""Master, your father is anxious to see you," Anestor speaks in one breath."And you explained to him that he can't." Reginaldo slightly frowns, his voice dry and dominating. He didn't even look like the charismatic vendor from earlier."Yes, but master knows what your father is like." Anestor scratches his head.Bartolomeo snatches Anestor's cell phone and takes the command, "Son,
Reginaldo doesn't believe he's going to run into Aline at another commercial establishment that doesn't match his appearance. Aline won't easily accept that a popsicle vendor is in the company of two men in suits.However, he looks at his cell phone and fears that he won't have time to go home and change his clothes. He had just gone back to the car and put on a pair of Bermuda shorts over his swim trunks. He was still shirtless and with the Styrofoam box.Therefore, it was only up to him to wait hidden in a corner of the coffee shop and hope that Aline left before Anestor and Bartolomeo arrived.******In Marianne's office, Laura bursts in, her face swollen and tear-stained."DAUGHTER!" Marianne gets up from the upholstered chair, "What happened, why are you crying like that?"Laura desperately hugs her mother, "Mom... I almost drowned in the pool!"Marianne breaks the hug, "And that's the reason for so much crying and scandal? Be more careful next time, don't get drunk near the pool
At the Brisa do Mar coffee shop, Bartolomeo wants Reginaldo to tell him about his life."So, sonny, how is your plan to turn the tables? Is that Antonio Ferreira already suffering at your hands?""He doesn't even notice my existence, father." Reginaldo replies seriously, "And for now, I prefer it that way.""Anestor informed me that you will have to continue as a popsicle seller, even though you acquired Gomes Estates." Bartolomeo scratches his head, "That doesn't make much sense to me.""It's the disguise, Dad." Reginaldo smiles slightly, "I have a former real estate agent, Bruno Castelo, who will take care of the business for me. And I have two friends, George and Márcio, who will help with the sales team. I won't have to be there, let alone be a realtor."Bartolomeo narrows his gaze, "But how are you going to take over the family business if you haven't practiced for years?"Anestor also looks at Reginaldo especially. Reginaldo scratches his chin as he ponders.And it's by ponderin
The next day, Laura wakes up with swollen eyes from crying so hard. The cell phone rang a loud, irritating alarm. Laura could have chosen a simpler, more eardrum-friendly ring, but she was so desperate she didn't even think about it.She never needed to put on her cell phone to wake her up. She always woke up whenever she wanted.However, the world turned, and Laura's routine took a violent turn. Now she had to get up, shower, change into formal clothes, and go to the Ferreira Hotel to work.When she went downstairs, she boiled with rage: why did she have to work when her hubby could stay at home only in boxer shorts?!"What stupidity is that?" Laura yells, "Why are you almost naked when I have to wear these awful clothes to work?"Reginaldo looks at Laura. There was nothing 'awful' about her clothes. The graphite pantsuit and skirt accentuated her good waist and the white boat-neck blouse was from one of the brands mentioned in 'The Devil Wears Prada'. The high-heeled shoes cost more
Contrary to what Laura thought, Reginaldo wouldn't be idle when he wasn't at the beach with the popsicles. He put on a long-sleeved shirt, tie, and linen dress pants. Looking at himself in the full-length mirror, he liked what he saw and grinned."The world is not for bums." He talks to himself and leaves.Arriving at Gomes Estates, he finds Bruno leaning over the computer on the counter. Márcio is showing him something that Reginaldo couldn't see."What are you doing?" He approaches, curious."We are creating a profile of the company on social networks." Márcio responds with his eyes fixed on the monitor, "Once we boost the ads, people will see and know we're back.""But for that, you need to pay, right?" Bruno raises an eyebrow."Well, you can do it manually and for free, but you know how things work." Márcio smiles mischievously, "If we pay, things go more efficiently and faster.""See how it goes, Márcio, and then tell me. Bruno, can we talk?"Bruno nods and accompanies Reginaldo
In the Ferreira Hotel, Laura appears at Antonio's office with British punctuality. Antonio smiles, satisfied to see that this time his daughter honored the commitment."Daughter, sit down." It didn't even sound like that stiff, stern Antonio from yesterday, "I see you picked up a purse from last year."Laura lets this one go and sits down. Antonio goes to the other side of the desk and sits in the presidential chair. Laura felt the urge to reach her father's status without struggling."So, father, what will I do?" Laura asks."Wow, are you so looking forward to work? What a change in behavior."Laura rolls her eyes, "Dad, let's just cut to the chase. I'm so pissed to find my husband slacking off at home while I had to get up early to come here."Antonio frowns, "This rapist doesn't learn to take advantage of his time."Laura feels that a breach has been opened and paths through it, "So, father, I'm here to fulfill my part of the agreement and so you fulfill your part: allowing me to i