In Daryl’s office, he finds it somewhat impossible that Rodrigo accepts without much resistance that Claudio owned a dressing room and he didn’t.Daryl decides to question this, “I don’t believe you. Are you really going to try to convince me that you didn’t fight for your right to have a dressing room like the renowned model that you are? Where was Mrs. Vasquez at this crucial hour?”“I don’t know. I didn’t look for her!” Rodrigo asserts.“So you let your rival triumph.” Daryl shakes his head and steps out from behind the desk.Rodrigo smiles wryly, “You talk as if you care about my career. What you want is to see the circus burn. You expected me to make a bigger scandal so that people would remember me later and point to me as the shooter!”Daryl waves his hands in frantic gestures, “No, Rod, I didn’t want that!”“The fact remains that you shot Josias. Pictures don’t lie.” Rodrigo boldly asserts.“Those Thierry Lafayette’s photos prove I was there, not that I shot him!” Daryl veheme

Cláudio and Melissa continue to talk. Cláudio finishes sweeping and collecting the dust with the dustpan.“How do you intend to help me, Mrs. Rocha?”“Using your talent, Claudio,” Melissa smiles slyly.Claudio gets interested, “I’m listening.”“From what I understand, part of the confusion was when my brother Will got into a row with Olivia Vasquez by mentioning you, and she, in a tantrum, set aside a dressing room for you.”Claudio narrows his eyes, "Ah, so that's how I got a dressing room while Rod Mountain was sucking his thumb."“Well, the rumor is that you got the dressing room by sleeping with Olivia,” Melissa comments.Claudio smirks, “I understand what you mean by ‘my talent’. But Mrs. Rocha, I didn't sleep with Olivia Vasquez.”“Haven't slept with her... yet. But you WILL sleep.”Cláudio doesn't seem scandalized at all, “Really? And how are we sure she'll fall for my charm?"“I felt it when she wanted to knock me out with an aluminum clipboard. That must hurt someone's head.”

Melissa is having a drink in Josias's office. The door opens and Melissa smiles."Hello, my dear. I was waiting for—”Melissa turns around, but her smile crumbles like a sandcastle.Lorraine was staring back at her.“Mrs. Rocha, we need to talk.”"Do we need?" Melissa mixes another drink with ice, “Would you like a whiskey?”“I don't want to drink on duty. Josias wouldn’t like it.” Lorraine speaks in a dangerous tone.Melissa has her eyes on the drink mix, “It's so funny how everyone uses the title except you. Whoever listens to you will think you’re someone close to the family.”“I ain’t someone close to the family.” Lorraine leans in closer, “But I want you to know that I have no reservations with Josias. And he never cared.”“Of course not, Josias is always kind and gentlemanly with women,” Melissa smirks, but Lorraine thinks Melissa is smiling in camaraderie.“So you weren't upset?” Lorraine smiles in relief, “Good. The last thing I want is to cause discord in the relationship bet

Josias and Melissa have already ordered. Melissa chose the carbonara.Now she is listening to Josias narrate his day with excitement.“When Flávia entered the orphanage, her eyes filled with tears, but it wasn’t from panic. She saw the portrait I had made of Uélton. Yes, I had the ears retouched and made them a little smaller, but she was grateful anyway.”Melissa nods, “Good, honey. And will she want to work in there?”“Yes, she will.” Josias guarantees, “She’ll be very happy to help. And I promised to pay a good salary.”“I hope she makes it. Now all that’s left is for Reuben to take a job at headquarters.” Melissa looks back to see if someone is bringing the white wine.However, when Melissa turns around, she sees Jane and the Chef conferring with worried faces.Jane spots Melissa and Josias and hurries over to their table.“Oh, when the chef told me you were here... This has to be a miracle!”“What is it, Jane?” Josias quickly transforms into the protective lion.“Daryl is here!”

Daryl visits Marçal Publishing and sees Thierry leaving the company after confirming his employment contract with the company, especially with Maggie’s magazine.“Mr. Lafayette? What did you come here for?” Daryl stops his steps, “No, wait, don’t tell me you’re here to sell your pictures for Maggiezine! Is that?”“And what would be the problem?” Thierry knits his eyebrow.“It’s just that if that’s true, it would be a tremendous injustice, don’t you think?” Daryl smirks, “I tried twice to buy your pictures and you refused to sell, but for everyone else...”“Mr. Mountain, I believe I own my photos and I sell them to whoever I want.” Thierry retorts.He gives Daryl a nice push and strides off.Daryl feels pain in his shoulder and massages it, “Ouch!”Then he goes straight to his sister’s office.Maggie is on the phone, “Yes, Cesar, let the others know. We got the collaboration of Thierry Lafayette, a promising photographer... Yes, from the family that runs the supermarket. For the time b