Matthew and Sheila try to understand Fernando’s troubled mind as he defends himself excessively regarding what happened at the Silva Oil Company. “Who was working shirtless on the docks? Gus Alvares?” Sheila asked, intrigued. Fernando felt his blood boil as he replied, “Yes, sis! He’s a pervy, using the heat as a flimsy excuse to take off his shirt and flirt in front of Patty just as she was passing by! Come on, guys, do you think it was a mere ‘coincidence’?” Matthew replied glumly, “I bet Gus Alvares swears he’s innocent.” “Of course, he swears he’s innocent, but I figured out his game!” Fernando shouted. Sheila shook her head. “You know what the big problem is, Nando? The next time something like this happens, Patty will hide it instead of telling you, fearing a second tragic episode. If Gus Alvares is scheming, you just made it easier for him.” Fernando was frantic, wanting to pull his hair out. “But... but... how is it POSSIBLE that I made it easier for the creep? On the co

As evening fell, Cindy returned home from work, finding Jackson carefully making his way to the kitchen with crutches. “Hey, hey, hey! Wait for someone to help you. Where's Patty? Where are your parents?” Cindy quickly positioned herself next to her boyfriend. Jackson laughed. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I can manage. I’ve been walking around the house to get some exercise.” Jackson kissed her cheek. “But your parents were around, right?” Cindy felt some tightness in her heart. “Yes, they’re around. And Patty went to Ron’s house. He’s now living in his grandparents’ mansion.” Cindy nodded in approval. “He couldn’t keep living in that penthouse with that toxic and harmful environment.” “Yeah. Ron already had a bit of a mental problem. Now we know where he got it from.” Jackson shook his head. “Speaking of his family, the news of Liz’s stroke — the real one — is being kept under wraps, huh? Nobody at Urbano reported it, nor at LCN, and Ron's grandparents didn’t mention it at the p

Vanda was placing the remaining pots on the stove to heat up dinner. Cindy and Jackson were gathered around. “The maid has already left,” Vanda said as if she were explaining herself. “Mom, I know you still enjoy doing housework,” Jackson replied with a chuckle. “Yeah, but I need to let the maid do something while I focus on my new book,” Vanda admitted, keeping an eye on the stove to make sure nothing burned. “Oh, is a new book coming? Who’s going to handle the book signing?” Cindy commented venomously. Jackson shook his head. “The information we have is that Elaine was fired from Golden Letters.” Cindy smiled maliciously, feeling vindicated. “That’s the least that can be expected. Oh, why did Matt—” Cindy’s phone buzzed with a message notification. She checked her phone anxiously. “It’s Matt. He just sent me what I should officially say in the magazine. I need to forward this to Andreia,” Cindy informed the others, already sharing the message. Vanda sighed in relief. Elain

Walter entered the mansion with his phone to his ear, talking to Linda. Jacqueline appeared from the hallway, meeting her brother. “No, Linda. I haven’t seen Bella back at the clinic. Although that could be a possibility, right?” Jacqueline removed Walter’s suit jacket while he listened to Linda’s response. “Ah, got it. If she shows any signs of life, I’ll let you know. I think she went out for a bit to clear her head. You guys need it, right?” Walter winked at Jacqueline. Jacqueline remained still. She wanted to talk to Walter. “Okay, we’ll talk tomorrow. Try to relax; everything will turn out fine.” Walter blew kisses through the phone and hung up. “Good evening, bro,” Jacqueline greeted him. “What’s new?” “Good evening, sis.” Walter kissed his little sister’s cheek. “We don’t have many updates beyond what you already know.” “Did Matt not tell you anything about Elaine’s situation?” Jacqueline asked seriously. Walter thought for a few seconds before responding. “I’m not sur

At the Andrade Mansion, Zachary is led by Gumercindo to the dining room.Walter quickly finished what he was eating and grabbed the nearest napkin to wipe his lips.“Hey, I don’t want to interrupt your family dinner.” Zachary smiled as he saw Walter signaling that he was going to get up.“I don’t want to be the third wheel in your intimate conversation.” Walter laughed as he stood up. “Are you served, Zach?”“I’ve already had dinner. Thank you.” Zachary sat in Walter’s former seat, near Jacqueline.Walter winked at Jacqueline and left, beckoning Gumercindo to follow with a gesture.Jacqueline took another sip of wine. “What do you want, Zach? I’m surprised and curious about your visit.”“I hope I’m not a bother.” Zachary took her right hand. “I know you’re going through a lot.”“Actually, we’re feeling sorry for the Andrade family. After all, Walt is dating one of the daughters of the accident victim.” Jacqueline ran her hand along her neck. “Being crushed by oil barrels... if he were