Sofia reacted, obviously pleased, when none other than her husband stated that she was right.Unable to resist any longer, she sat on Alan's lap and delivered THAT delicious, passionate kiss.When the kiss ended, Alan was perplexed, eyes wide."What was that for?" He asked, lost."You silly!" Sofia began to laugh. "This is your reward for believing in me. And tonight, you'll have another reward that's under my panties—"The last phrase was clearly heard by Caio, who was opening the door at that moment.Sofia quickly bounced off Alan's lap, trying to disguise the intimacy. Caio blushed slightly, smiling awkwardly.Alan smiled nervously. "Wow, everyone decided to start early in 2012! Good morning, cousin."Caio avoided looking at Sofia. "Good morning, cousin. Do we have any updates regarding our annual meeting?""My dad appointed me president – again." Alan's cat-like grin indicated that he wasn't complaining. "And we'll have all the important people, just like last year."Caio's face g

Melissa worried about her parents' objection regarding the twins getting involved with their paternal family. "Mom, Dad, I understand your concern." Melissa broke the silence. "But in a way, they're right. I don't have the right to completely cut them off from Kelvin. Besides, they have another little brother." Dora looked at her wristwatch. "At this hour, Mary must be in the penthouse, keeping an eye on Anthony." "Oh, did they say they were going to do that?" Melissa smiled slightly. "Yes, someone texted them asking for it. Probably Kelvin," Simeon replied seriously. Dora explained, "Daughter, let's hope Daryl doesn't take advantage of the closeness to poison our grandchildren's minds." Melissa was alarmed. "What are you saying, Mom? I won't allow that!" "No, I know you won't allow it." Dora frowned. "That's why I hope you visit Kelvin and set some boundaries." "If I bring this up, I'll unintentionally be starting a stupid war," Melissa retorted. "They know their boundaries.

At the management office of Lafayette Supermarket, Thierry was signing a fat check for a member of the Cintra family. The man, who was the victim’s brother, was staring at everyone with disdain and arrogance. “You have to understand that we can no longer shop at this supermarket, right?” he kept saying. “My poor brother used to come here because the wine prices were cheaper, but now... we’re going to have to resort to the little store closer to home, even if it costs more!” Nadia was outraged. “Mr. Cintra, don’t be arrogant!” Mr. Cintra raised his chin at Nadia. “I can sue you for this too, you know?” “No, you can’t,” Thierry emphasized, tearing the check from the invoice and hastily extending it to him. “Take it and get out of our sight!” “You are in the wrong and still want to play the victim!” Mr. Cintra simply felt entitled to cluck. “Thank goodness my brother didn’t die! Otherwise, we would tear this crappy supermarket down! It was much better when the Ramos family ran this

At Rocha Constructions, Josias and Alan faced a dilemma: should they start a war against the Borges brothers? Thierry noticed their initial hesitation. “If it’s too much for you two, forget it. J.J. and I will manage on our own. Maybe Daryl can help us.” The mention of Daryl made Josias react, “Wait a minute, Thierry. We never said we wouldn’t help you. On the contrary, I feel the same way: that truck was deliberately sent against the supermarket to cause that accident.” “Yeah, a way to force J.J. to choose between focusing on the farm or on Vasconcelos. No one but the Borges brothers was interested in that.” Thierry smiled slightly. “The problem is we have no proof.” Josias put his hands in his pockets. “The truck was on the street, there are no surveillance cameras nearby.” Alan asked, “But J.J. decided to stay with Vasconcelos, right?” “Exactly. That was our way of getting back at them.” Josias nodded. “So, our only form of investigation will be to observe how Reynaldo Borges

At Vaztrans, William questioned Sofia about the company’s finances, which are now in order since her parents stopped interfering.“Uh, I think the explanation is simple. With my father no longer here, we don’t have that urge to prove we’re always the best public transportation company in the city.” Sofia sat face to face with him. “I remember my father would always freak out when people mocked the old bus models we had.”“Yeah, and he would waste money buying expensive buses that we couldn’t afford to maintain.” William accepted this explanation for now. “So, Sofia, you wouldn’t be offended if I said your father was just playing at being a manager?”Sofia made a face. “My father managed Vaztrans since its inception. I’m here to continue his legacy.”“I know you’ll do a good job.” William leaned back in his chair. “I just want us to keep things this way now that we’re in control.”Sofia crossed her arms. “Great. I hope that doesn’t mean any insinuation on your part – or from that littl