Erasmo reacts horrified by his wife's extreme and violent behavior.He stands up slowly, trying to calm the beast. “Dear, are you okay? Maybe you need a romantic dinner at Crystal Blue...”“My anger will not be appeased by romance!” Olivia screams at the top of her lungs, “I’m tired, do you hear me? TIRED!”“Tired of what?” Erasmo asks in a dazed manner.“I’m tired of always being Lagoon City’s punching bag! Everyone thinks they can say whatever they want about our family!” Olivia stomps her foot, trying to vent years of humiliation. “They mock our daughter, they mock our living room, they mock our company, and they root for us to go bankrupt... What do these people want? For us to kill ourselves?”Erasmo tries to hug his wife, but Olivia slaps him.“GET OUT! Do something, man! We can’t live like this anymore! I DON’T WANT to live like this anymore, do you understand?” Olivia is reacting hysterically, having reached her limit.Luís enters the office to join his aunt’s tirade. “Guys, w

At Rocha Constructions, Alan entered his office with a stormy expression, the weight of his thoughts pulling down his usually confident demeanor.The room, despite the hum of the air conditioning, felt colder than usual, reflecting the chill in his mood.Caio walked in soon after, immediately sensing the tension in the air.“Brrr... Can you turn up the air conditioning, cousin?” Caio asked, rubbing his arms as if trying to fend off the cold.Alan, his tone gloomy, replied, “I didn’t adjust the temperature.”Caio looked at him, wrapping his arms around himself to stay warm. “What was the result? My dad said they were going to the hospital today.”“They delivered the results to Dr. Hogan,” Alan said, his voice heavy with frustration, “knowing that he couldn’t receive our complaints.”Caio’s brow furrowed in confusion. “And why would there be complaints?”Alan’s response was sharp, almost bitter. “The guy who ‘came back to life’ is really J.J.!”Caio’s face lit up with excitement. “WOW!

In João Paulo’s office at LCN Editorial, the room got thick with tension.Helen and Sofia, their faces flushed with anger, were confronting each other. João Paulo, who remained seated behind his desk, got his demeanor nonchalant.“Get out of here immediately!” Helen demanded, her voice sharp with indignation. “How dare you make such demands?”Sofia, her eyes blazing with fury, added, “Do you think you can say whatever you want about the Vasquez family and get away with it?”João Paulo leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. “I confess: this is quite entertaining!”Sofia’s rage reached its peak. “YOU BASTARD! I want a retraction published tomorrow. Are you hearing me?”Helen pressed on Sofia with mockery, “You still haven’t answered us if it’s true or not that you squandered the money Alan lent.”Sofia, cornered and defensive, shot back, “That... that is none of your business! The money was used for Vaztrans!”João Paulo’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “You say it’s non

Helen gently applied a bandage to João Paulo’s left cheek, her movements tender and precise. Rosemary entered the living room, her presence a welcome relief.“Hey, I left Sandra with Walter. How are you all doing?” Rosemary asked, her voice filled with concern.João Paulo looked up at her with a grateful expression. “Rose, thank you so much for being discreet.”“You’re welcome,” Rosemary replied warmly. “I could see you needed it. So, are you going to be okay from now on?”Helen, touched by the concern, chimed in, “Rose, thank you very much. You need to get back to your husband, right?”Rosemary smiled, though there was a hint of urgency in her voice. “There’s nothing that can’t be talked about. Besides, he wouldn’t go without dinner.”João Paulo nodded, glancing towards the clock. “I believe Nadia and Rodrigo are coming home from work starving.”Rosemary laughed softly, the worriedness easing. “Well, I really do need to go then. Bye!”She bade farewell to her neighbors, leaving with

Next day. The conference room of Rocha Constructions buzzed with the low murmur of conversation as Josias, Alfred, Alan, and Caio gathered for a meeting. Josias stood at the head of the table, ready to address the group with an important announcement.“So, everyone,” Josias began, his voice authoritative, “it’s settled that Reuben will be our representative in Rio de Janeiro. He sent me a rather discouraging report about our Rocha Hotel located in Ipanema. He uncovered a sinister system of corruption orchestrated among bellboys and supervisors.”Alfred, visibly perturbed, let out a scoff. “What else can you expect from someone who lives in Rio?”Caio, ever the mediator, interjected. “Calm down, Alfred.”Josias continued, his tone unwavering. “Well, we have Octavio representing us in São Paulo, Wallace in Minas Gerais, and now, my son-in-law Reuben. I believe he is well qualified for this position, having worked diligently here at headquarters by my side for many years.”Alan, looking