William walks through the halls of Rocha Constructions with a scowl, deterring people from asking what he needs.When he arrives at Pollyanna’s desk, it’s she who ventures to ask, “Mr. Campos, are you in trouble?”“Miss, sorry I didn’t memorize your name,” William responds dryly.“Pollyanna.”“Miss Pollyanna, is your employer in?”“Yes, he’s in the office.” Pollyanna starts to get up.“No need to announce me, I’ll come in.” William goes slowly to the door and opens it.He hears Josias talking on his cell phone, “Yes, we can send a representative to Linhares to build the building you want. Thank you very much for choosing us! One of our architects will contact you with suggestions for plans...” Josias sees William and motions him in, “OK sir, bye!” He hangs up, “Will, come closer!”William goes closer. He tries to speed up, but almost falls because of it, “Oops... Argh, will I ever be able to walk normally like Seu Moacyr?”Josias gets up, goes to William, and helps him to sit on the n

Daryl is apprehensive about Hector’s supposed indifference.“Who do I speak to, sir...?”“Daryl Mountain.” Daryl responds curtly, “Please, I don’t want to cause any trouble. I just want to know if Patrick Nogueira was at the party, but he got kicked out.”“Mr. Nogueira was at the party.” Hector promptly responds, “He was here with Young Mr. Rocha’s friends.”“Oh, I see.” Daryl raises his eyebrows. Was Patrick at the party, but he got kicked out?“Any questions, sir? Young Mr. Fabray is studying for the entrance exams with his cousin, Caio Campos, at his grandparents’ house.”“Oh, thank you very much, I’ll confirm.” Daryl thanks him and ends the call. Now he knows where Alan is...When looking for Simeon’s number in the phone book, Daryl finds the number and eagerly dials it.******On the other side, in the living room of Simeon’s house, Caio and Alan are at ease, talking shirtless on the sofa, after an excellent lunch that grandma Dora prepared with so much care. The radio plays Emin

The day of the entrance exam for Alan and Caio has arrived.Both were at the entrance to Lagoon City College, located in the Saint Gabriel neighborhood. Their families showed up to bring good luck.William has mixed emotions. The neighborhood always reminds him of what happened in 1982. The player from this neighborhood team, in desperation to prevent William from scoring, intercepted him in such a way that it looked like football and not soccer. It was the first time William had broken his leg.He now looks at the brace he needs to use to walk...But he decides to swallow those thoughts and focus on his son, “Caio, pay close attention to the questions, especially the math ones. If you don’t do well in that part, the teachers who correct the test are unlikely to believe that you want to be an architect.”Caio smiles, “Don’t worry, Dad. Alan and I focused a lot on math. After all, without it, it’s impossible to run a company.”William turns to Alan, “You have a good test too, nephew.”

After finishing the entrance exams, Alan and Caio are having lunch at the nearest snack bar. They didn’t want to go to the mansion hungry. The radio is playing “Come Clean” by Hillary Duff.“Now we’re eating coxinha and sugarcane juice.” Alan laughs, “But beef ribs, chicken wings, and pork chops await us at the mansion.”“It’s just so we don’t pass out from hunger during the journey.” Caio chuckles as he chews, “So, are you confident?”“Yes, I am. We’ll pass and study with honors.” Alan sighs, “Our parents deserve this happiness.”“Uncle Josias never went to college, did he?” Caio is curious.“No, he took a technical course at SENAI. But nowadays, people demand a higher qualification a lot. We don’t want to be unprepared when our turn comes.” Alan spreads ketchup on his coxinha.“In your case,

At Crystal Blue, Daryl turns off the radio to talk to Patrick.“Pat, sit down. We need to talk about something very serious with you.”“I wonder what it is, sir.” Patrick sits up, feeling himself headed for the slaughter, “I was slandered by your son, as usual.”Daryl fusses, “See? That’s what I don’t understand. How come you already assumed that our conversation has something to do with Felipe?”“Has it not, then?” Patrick smiles wryly.“You don’t seem to appreciate your job.” Daryl shakes his head, “You act as if you could stay in the company humiliating the boss’s son.”“I didn’t humiliate anyone.” Patrick blatantly lies, “You know it’s always been the other way around. Your son got angry with me and accused me of mistreating him when I had never seen him in my life. To this day, he refuses to explain i