Karl knew he wouldn’t convince his wife overnight. “Sheila, why would you ask for a divorce after I told you the truth?” “Why didn’t you tell me the truth before?” Sheila shot back, feeling her intelligence was insulted. “Do you think I’m untrustworthy? You wanted to keep this disguise to investigate what really happened? Fine, I get it. But why not tell me? I wouldn’t tell anyone!” Karl took a deep breath. “As I told you, I didn’t know what situation I would find. You could be in danger if you knew I was alive. Sheila, you have no idea how much I suffered all those years while being held captive!” Something in Sheila began to soften, growing empathy for Karl. “You were held captive all this time?” “Yes, that’s why you all believed I was dead. How could I show up to prove otherwise? They knew exactly what they were doing.” Karl confirmed, looking down. “It was Vicente, wasn’t it?” Sheila narrowed her gaze. Karl lifted his head. “Yes, it was Vicente.” “For God’s sake, now he’s

At Sterling Mansion, Matthew and Elaine were in Abner’s office, looking at the public reaction to the press conference on the computer.“Look, honey, so many comments!” Elaine laughed. “Not everyone liked that our marriage continued, but at least they acknowledge that I should have apologized.”“That’s what I always said, dear. In fact, we took too long to explain things to the public.” Matthew chuckled.“I was afraid of losing you, my love,” Elaine replied romantically.“You would have lost me if you kept denying your mistakes, making me believe that you wanted to run Jackson over on purpose,” Matthew warned her.Elaine shook her head vehemently. “No, I’d never want to do something like that.”Matthew’s phone rang, and he answered, seeing who it was.“Hello, Mom.”On the other end, Sheila was in the living room of Karl’s apartment, sitting on the couch.“So, you decided to keep the marriage.”“You don’t sound very happy about it.” Matthew frowned.“I already knew what you wanted to d

Sheila entered the floor of the Sterling Empire headquarters where her office was located.She jokingly commented to the receptionist, “Someone needs to do something about that swarm of reporters crowding the entrance.”“I know, but it looks like things are about to get even more tense in here,” the receptionist said. “Mr. and Mrs. Borges are waiting for you in your office.”Sheila held back her smile, taking a deep breath. Today was the day...Bracing herself, Sheila headed to her office.Hélio and Vanda were waiting anxiously.“Hélio, Vanda...” Sheila placed her bag on her desk. “Is the air conditioning at a good temperature for you?”“Yes, but it's outside where things are really heating up,” Hélio replied.Vanda sighed. “So, Elaine is still part of your family, huh? Patty thinks Matt's threat of divorce was just a business move, a publicity stunt.”Sheila reacted in horror. “I can absolutely assure you that’s not true!”“Then why did Matt decide to stay in this loveless marriage?”

Silva Oil Company, Ronaldo’s office. Ronaldo anxiously awaited Patricia’s arrival. Leonardo and Marta were with him, standing, also with apprehension on their faces. The door opened, and Patricia entered. “I’m here.” “Patty, my love!” Ronaldo hugged her tightly. “What’s wrong, Ron?” Patricia reacted emotionally to this gesture. “How good it is to know that you still love me!” Ronaldo replied, not wanting to let Patricia go. Leonardo and Marta felt their hearts melt at this lovely scene. “Is it going to be like this all the time when you two are living in our mansion?” Marta asked playfully. Patricia broke the hug. “It will always be like this because we’ll always be together. I don’t understand the reason for your declaration, dear.” Ronaldo replied seriously, “After the press conference, I thought you were going after Matt.” “And I was.” Ronaldo felt his blood boil, although on the outside, he struggled to show self-control. “Why would you do something like that, dear gra

Walter felt cornered by Bella’s pertinent question about maintaining his friendship with Matthew after learning that he attempted to kill someone. “I plan to talk to him first.” The response came out evasively. “HAH!” Bella pointed a finger in Walter’s face. “You’re not going to do anything! You’re going to cover up your best friend’s atrocities because he’s the most powerful guy in town! Coward!” “BELLA, THAT’S ENOUGH!” Linda kicked Walter’s desk. “We’re not to blame if you slept with Nathan without knowing he could be our half-brother. If you weren’t the same cheap promiscuous as always, Matthew wouldn’t have chosen you to get Nathan drunk and encourage him to drive, causing the accident!” “Oh, great, it’s always my fault, right? You, Linda, have always been the saintly and perfect sister!” Bella deflected the issue, blinded by rage. “I’m not talking about sainthood or comparing myself,” Linda explained. “I’m making you understand that part of this mess is yours. And even if we