“What do you mean?” Katrina grew more and more upset. “Grandma, you can’t just start a topic and stop talking!” Althea sighed deeply. All she wanted was to have breakfast peacefully. But Gilson HAD to mention a rudeness involving Sandro’s daughter, and Katrina HAD to show up to worsen the stormy atmosphere! “Weren’t you locked in your room?” Althea asked, frowning. “Didn’t you want to eat? The maids said you weren’t hungry. I think one of them brought a tray to you.” “It doesn’t matter!” Katrina thundered, glaring at Sandro. “What did my uncle mean by ‘my father paid a good price for my mother’?” Claudia was purple with embarrassment and was silently begging Gilson to silence their daughter. She’s going to ruin everything! “Sweetheart, if you came to satisfy your hunger, sit down and eat.” Gilson sat back down. Claudia remained seated despite being covered in coffee, eggs, bacon, and everything else. Now and then, she threw resentful glances at Sandro, but Nadir found a way t

Moments later, Romulo appeared in the visiting room. As usual, a glass partition separated the visitor from the prisoner. They communicated by phone. Romulo was surprised to see his younger brother, Ryan. Unlike Romulo, his younger brother had decided to hit the gym and take care of his appearance, proving to have inherited their mother’s beauty. A handsome guy like that didn’t belong in such a dark and grim environment, devoid of beauty and charm for Ryan. And Ryan hadn’t visited Romulo even once. What was he doing here? Ryan noticed that Romulo looked dumbfounded. He picked up the phone and pointed it at him in a teasing tone. “You have to use your phone receiver so we can talk,” he said in a melodious tone, perfect for an A.I. audio narrator. Romulo, on the other hand, continued to be chubby, but now an unkempt beard and messy, poorly washed hair made his appearance worse. Romulo, pursing his lips, picked up the phone and complained, “You’re too dandy to be visiting a penite

Mark was just listening to his in-laws venting their frustrations about the chaotic situation at Vasconcelos.He wanted to bring everyone worthwhile to Glamour or directly to LCN.But Sandro had made it very clear that he wouldn’t give up on his deceased father’s legacy as the firstborn.It was Gilson, the youngest unjustly favored by the family, who was ruining everything.He allowed his daughter, who had zero experience with screenwriting, storytelling, and series production, to pose as an executive producer, only to fail spectacularly.If he weren’t the president of LCN, Susana Linz would very likely reject her project regardless of Frank Ross’s influence.By the way, how the world turns!Now Frank Ross was working diligently at Glamour, doing the opposite of what he had done at LCN.With the success of ‘Colorful Kisses’ and ‘Glory Days,’ Frank’s office was flooded with emails and brown envelopes.They were aspiring screenwriters and recent college graduates, with their diplomas st

In Frank Ross’s apartment, he and his son clinked steaming cups of black coffee, celebrating the news.“Excellent news, son!” Frank could barely contain his pride.“Who would have thought, Dad? I’m going to the LCN headquarters in Lagoon City with Mark Ferro, the one I made that ridiculous bet with in the past!” James was in disbelief, unable to drink his coffee.“Don’t dwell on it, that’s the past.” Frank blew on his coffee and took a sip. “You now have the chance to land a good job and a good wife.”“That’s right, someone who is truly worth it.” James finally took a sip. “Hmm... it’s not inferior to the bakery’s coffee.”“Thank you, son.” Frank sat down on the couch. “In the meantime, I’m swamped with tasks in the selection and recruitment department.”“That’s great, Dad. But remember the lesson we learned...” James raised his left index finger.Frank gestured vehemently. “I know, I know... but even if I wanted to, I feel like I’m being watched at Glamour. I need to prove to these p

“Armando, that makes no sense.” James shook his head, remembering he was holding a donut. “Mark Ferro was a slum guy who only gained relevance in the city after marrying Brie. We have to admit he did well representing Glamour in front of LCN and helping Brie produce the shows.” “I’m telling you, man, he ordered my bankruptcy!” Armando was on the verge of tears. “Well, did he perhaps call someone?” James recalled a detail. “I think he called, but to whom? How?” Armando clung to James, hopeful for answers. James understood what Armando wanted. Being married to Katrina, maybe James could explain to Armando what Mark was like. But it happened that James and Katrina had lived separately from Briana and Mark and spent months antagonizing them. James cleared his throat, “Ahem… well, I know he has the backing of Alan Campos Rocha and other big shots. In fact, it’s a terrible coincidence that he’s going to Lagoon City. I’m going with him.” Armando was stunned, horrified by the informa