It's Josias's turn to exude sensuality while in the bath full of foam. Melissa, wearing a sheer black negligee, is blow-drying her hair in the bathroom to keep her hubby company. Josias just rests looking up with his eyes closed, as the feeling is relaxing. "Feeling better, honey?" Melissa questions him. "Yes, thanks for asking." Josias answers with his eyes still closed. "I found it interesting what you talked about helping Seu Harold." Melissa turns off the dryer, "Because João Paulo was here today." Josias straightens up in the tub and opens his eyes, "What did my brother come here for?" "He came to question me about the enmity between his parents and the Freire family." Melissa stores the dryer in the drawer of one of the dressers, "Obviously, I avoided the subject." Josias is not comfortable with this, "You shouldn't shy away, dear. João Paulo is bothered about this war and wants to understand what's going on." Mel

Flavia visits Harold's house to criticize Maggiezine's new story. Reuben is with his grandfather watching the fishing show. "Look, grandson, how much shrimp!" Harold marvels at the catch and the fishing nets overflowing with shrimp. "Wow!" Reuben is amazed and awestruck. Isabel and Flávia are on the other sofa. "Dear mother-in-law, did you see what a horrible story Maggiezine put in place of yours?" Flavia asks disdainfully. "I haven't had a chance to read it yet," Isabel answers truthfully. But Flavia saw scoff and malice in Isabel's words and giggled ironically, "Of course, you haven't read it; you won't waste time with loser's stories. You're already writing the second book, correct?" Isabel apprehensively agrees, "Well… yes, but it's not because I despise the runner-up in the contest—" "Hey, you need to see the historical inaccuracy she got!" Flávia continues in the harsh criticism, "We don't know if the story takes

Kelvin and Stacy get the shock of their lives when they see William standing in the doorway of Crystal Blue. Did you need that dramatic appearance? William can't help but smile slightly, "So, Stacy, you still regret not being Melissa's sister-in-law? There's still time for you to correct that gap in your life." Stacy feels shivers come down her spine. William is now looking very sexy and attractive wearing a pinstriped suit and tie to match his attire. His Oxford shoes are so shiny they seem to reflect the image of the person looking at them as a mirror. That bum and slacker William who used to watch TV all day in Josias's penthouse is gone! Stacy smiles satisfyingly at the sight of William changed for the better, "Good morning, William. Have you made a reservation?" "Unfortunately, no. But, you still haven't answered my question. Do you want to marry me?" He glances at Kelvin, "Or do you want to marry this one?" Kelvin shakes his hand

Vernon shakes his head and closes the door, "What are you talking about, Elza? Why do you want to punch the runner-up in the contest we had in 1988?""It's because she's causing the laughing stock of my favorite magazine, and you!" Elza stands with her arms crossed and has a fierce look in her eyes, "And I also heard some rumors while walking through the hallways."Vernon rolls his eyes impatiently, "Argh, don't tell me you believe I had sex with her, is that it? That lie would make sense if I slept with Isabel Freire because she was the champion!"Elza approaches Vernon in two steps and slaps him, "You bastard! You really wanted to sleep with that semi-literate, huh?"Vernon almost collapses with inertia from the slap, "Of course not, are you crazy?""Well, I wanted to slap this Marcia, but I wasted my energy on you." Elza shrugs and continues, "So when are you going to start publishing the third-place writer's story?"Vernon turns redder t