The next day, Melissa is relaxing in the Mountain Penthouse living room. She is lying on the sofa while Kelvin serves her breakfast.“More peaceful, my queen?”“Much more peaceful, my king.” Melissa smiles, “Breakfast looks good.”“I tried to do the basics. Hope you like it.”Alan steps forward, “I helped, Mom. And Caroline opened the jar of jam. She is very happy about the contribution.”Melissa laughs. Thank God, a peaceful and happy home life was all she needed.However, the landline rings and Kelvin answers, “Hello?”The classic doorman replies, “Mr. Mountain, Sergeant Ivan Moraes wants to speak with Madam Rocha. I dare not call the police this time...”Kelvin purses his lips, then replies, “Send him upstairs. There is nothing you can do to prevent this.”“OK.” The doorman hangs up.“Who was it, dear?” Melissa asks, interested.“Instead of sending a subordinate, Sergeant Moraes decided to come himself.”Melissa was going to chew on a ham sandwich, but her mouth tasted sour.******

Ivan continues to ask Melissa how what she alleges was an attack happened.“And then, Mrs. Mountain, you’re telling me that Mr. Vasconcelos, despite approaching you strangely and inconveniently, didn’t pose any danger to you?”Melissa's eyes widen, “What do you mean, he didn't pose any danger? He was about to kidnap me if not for my husband showing up!”Ivan wiggles, “I'm sorry, Mrs. Mountain, but I cannot draw the same conclusion. Were there security guards or bodyguards near him? Was there a black, ominous car parked in a convenient spot? If Mr. Vasconcelos wanted to kidnap you and saw that the lady was aloof, why didn't he abduct you immediately? Why did he come up with this ‘wanting to help you’ thing?”Melissa snorts, "Sergeant, I don't think the guy is going to openly admit that he was going to kidnap me!"“But the square was empty. An opportunity he had.”Melissa takes a deep breath, “I can't believe it! You want to set him free!”“I don't want to arrest people for guesswork, M

A week later, Beto received the first letter from his children. He smiles and his eyes fill with tears.“So, dear, how are they?” Teresa approaches her beloved.They are in one of the living rooms of the Rocha Mansion as guests. Beto delights in the soft upholstery of the sofa.Beto responds, “They ate the expected chocolate cake, Grandpa Raymond welcomed them with hugs and kisses, Grandma Cristina and Seu Moacyr visited them too... and Mom Pamela is working as an executive secretary.”The last part of the letter left a bitter taste in Beto's mouth. He is certain that Pamela is actually her boss's lover and that her position as secretary is merely a cover.Teresa has the same feeling, “Well, the kids are at Grandpa’s house, right?”“Yes, they are re-meting Junior. The boy must be gigantic.” Beto scratches his chin, “Sixteen years old, older than Caio.”“Can I read the letter?”“Sure.” Beto passes the letter to his girlfriend.But when Teresa picks up the letter, she notices Beto's som

At Rocha Mansion, Katherine and Teresa sunbathe on lounge chairs by the pool. The sun is excellent, and maids serve them orangeade. Katherine is wearing sunglasses.Not far from them, a portable radio plays “Love Won't Wait” by Gary Barlow.Teresa asks, “What is happening in the 90s? Countless groups are breaking up. Did you know this singer was from Take That?”Katherine gasps, “No, impossible! What a horror, our adolescence is falling apart...”“Well, I collect the records they released as memorabilia.” Teresa smiles.“So, Tess, are you enjoying staying at the mansion? Josias nailed it when he built this place.”The mention of Josias makes Teresa remember the conversation she had with Beto. Would it be wise...?“Kate, what do you know about the loan shark?” Teresa asks without thinking.Katherine removes her sunglasses, “I don't want my face to be marked. Did you mention the moneylender, the evil one who killed my late father-in-law?”Teresa wiggles, “Believe me, my dear, nobody mis

Vera is sitting comfortably on the sofa while listening to the song “Cantare é d'Amore”, by Amedeo Minghi. Someone outside claps and she gets up to see who it is.Through the living room window, she smiles, “Beto! To what do I owe the honor of your visit?”“Sister, we need to talk urgently. It's time you knew some truths.”Vera worries and hurriedly opens the door for Beto, “Get in quick, bro. I don't want Renan's spies to see you.”“Do you think they will dare to do so?” Beto enters and Vera closes the door.“You never know with these freaks. So what's the big news?"Beto takes a deep breath. He's sweaty and his face shows big brother's concern, “I just came from the police station. Do you know why Mr. Vasconcelos 'saved' you from the nightclub and you were never bothered again?"“Because the imbecile thought he was going to marry me,” Vera speaks with disdain.“It's more than that, Vera. Renan Vasconcelos owns the nightclub.”Vera is stunned to the extreme. What?******At the polic