Andressa entered the Café Montanha......And the moment she crossed the threshold, the entire café erupted in applause. Standing ovation from every patron present, their claps echoing through the room.“Bravo! Bravo! Bravissima!” they cheered in unison.“Miss Farina, please, an autograph!” one fan called out.“I want one too!” another shouted.“I saw her first!” a third chimed in.Andressa was overwhelmed by their warmth. Her heart swelled at the sight of so many eager faces.Across the room, Luís also clapped, his gaze intense, his admiration unmistakable.“Calm down, my dear fans! I will sign your autographs,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.Fans quickly gathered their notebooks, some even grabbing napkins from their tables, and queued up to get the signature of the newest sensation in town.Rodrigo, who had been watching from the counter, smiled broadly. His eyes sparkled with pride.“Did you see this, Neil?” he said, nudging his colleague. “Our café is going to be more

João Paulo walked into Café Montanha and headed straight for the counter.“Even though my wife likes my flat belly,” he said with a grin, “I’ll still have that shrimp pastry.”Rodrigo laughed heartily and cheekily lifted his shirt, revealing an equally ripped, slightly hairy stomach.“I own this café and still stay in shape. That’s no excuse,” he teased.“Put that shirt down, dude!” João Paulo replied, feigning offense. “I’ve seen guys wear less at your brother-in-law’s studio.”Rodrigo served the shrimp pastry with a smirk. “That must’ve been for the Cardozo Perfume campaign.”“Man, the LCN news segment is on fire with all the buzz around Melissa’s soap opera, huh?” João Paulo said.“Your sister-in-law nailed it with this storyline,” Rodrigo agreed. “Nadia and Rosemary couldn’t take their eyes off the screen.”João Paulo chuckled. “My wife 'encouraged' me to watch it too.”The two men laughed knowingly. Their wives had their own persuasive ways.At that moment, Neilton stepped out of

At the Mountain Penthouse, inside Daryl’s office, Kelvin and Karen had just arrived after receiving Melissa’s urgent call.“Melissa,” Kelvin said, “Tony said you needed to see us.”“I do,” she replied crisply. “We need to talk about what Suzy did to Mary.”Kelvin’s face darkened immediately; Karen’s eyes widened.“What did that wretched woman do to our daughter?” Kelvin demanded.“She showed up at the mansion looking for me,” Melissa explained. “I wasn’t there, so Mary and Andrew had to deal with her. Words were exchanged — loudly.”“That coward,” Karen hissed.Diane, who had been standing by the desk, crossed her arms. “She doesn’t even have a villain’s code of ethics. No decency whatsoever.”“Did she lay a hand on Mary?” Kelvin asked tensely.“No,” Melissa said, shaking her head. “Mary ordered Hector to throw her out. Still, the thought of her maybe trying it again makes my blood boil.”Kelvin stroked his chin. “Wait... this morning Nacho said Andrew was with Mary at the mansion, bu

At the Mountain family’s penthouse, the atmosphere around the long mahogany dining table was one of strategy disguised as supper. Crystal glasses shimmered under the warm chandelier as Daryl raised his wine in a toast.Diane gazed through the wide windows, where the moon cast silver light over the city. “Do you really think this plan will work?”“Have faith, my dear,” Daryl said smoothly, lifting his glass higher. “Never doubt it. To the plan.”Everyone echoed the toast in unison.Tony, in mid-bite of ravioli, mumbled through a mouthful, “Do we have candidates?”Karen leaned back in her chair. “If Claudio Guzman were available, he’d be perfect. I modeled with him back in the day.”Diane smirked. “You mean the guy who’s always naked and seducing some unsuspecting girl? Yes, he’d be ideal for Suzy the Slut— but alas.”Kelvin tapped his fork thoughtfully. “We’ve got Neilton, an ebony guy: women lose their minds over him. J.J. seems serious about Sarah, so we can’t involve him. Dr. Matthe

At Campos Pizzeria, the smell of melted cheese and oregano filled the air as Dylan wove through waiters carrying steaming trays of pizza to hungry customers. He spotted his pregnant sister sitting at a corner table, devouring a massive calabrese pizza topped with ham, mozzarella, black olives, and an indulgent sprinkle of grated parmesan.Dylan chuckled as he approached. “So this is the emergency you called me for?”Brigitte fought against a stubborn strand of mozzarella that refused to break as she chewed. “Mmm... delicious...” she mumbled, finally swallowing before glancing up with mock surprise. “Oh, Dylan! You came!”He slid into the seat across from her, his tone teasing but firm. “A cop’s life is hectic, sis. So if you could get straight to the point...”“Come on,” she said playfully. “You’re busy, sure, but never too busy for your favorite sister. We need your help.”At that, Caio joined them at the table, his expression serious as he sat beside his wife.Dylan immediately noti