After lunch, Briana showed up at Mark’s office. Her husband was standing, looking over financial reports. His suit was draped over the back of the chair, and the arm holding the documents was flexed. Briana smiled mischievously, enjoying the view. “I’m going to miss those arms hugging me at night,” she declared, closing the door. Mark turned to her, returning her loving gaze and smile. “Me too.” “Promise you won’t flirt with any skank over there?” Briana approached him, asking earnestly. Mark ruffled her hair. “What a crazy question, my dear.” “I’m serious. When I hear the stories about Josias Rocha and how women did everything to have the status of Mrs. Rocha...” Briana grew serious, anxious. “That won’t happen. I have eyes only for you.” Mark kissed her cheek. “Okay, I trust you.” Briana stepped back. “I talked to Frank Ross. Your entourage for Lagoon City sounds pretty interesting.” Mark raised an eyebrow. “What’s so interesting about it?” “Armando Pratt.” Briana smiled

Mark is still in his office when the door opens, this time revealing James. “James, good afternoon!” Mark greeted him cheerfully after his heartfelt conversation with Briana. “Have you packed your bags yet? It’s the day after tomorrow, right? Don’t worry about the expenses; everything is covered by LCN.” James closes the door and steps closer to his new friend. “Everything is ready, Mark. But I’d like to ask a question, if it’s not too much trouble.” “Sure?” Mark places the documents he picked up from the floor on his desk. “You know about Armando Pratt, right?” “Brie just left here saying I acted in haste.” Mark somewhat guessed what James wanted from this conversation. “I thought the same when Armando told me what happened,” James admitted. “And now? Now that some time has passed and both of you are thinking clearly, what do you think?” The cold and severe Lord Ferro still believes that Armando Pratt deserved to go bankrupt for daring to touch his wife, Lady Ferro. But since

Mark finished his phone call with Alan Campos Rocha. “Yes, thank you very much for your understanding, Young Mr. Rocha. So, when he shows up kneeling in front of you, you ‘forgive’ him.” Mark smiled with relief, “Okay, see you next week. Bye.” Mark hung up just in time to find Mary Ellen entering his office. “Excuse me, Mark, but we need to talk honestly!” “And since when have we talked dishonestly, Mary Ellen?” Mark was surprised by her statement. “I hope today isn’t the first time.” Mary Ellen pushed a chair back and sat facing him. “Did you know I had another confrontation with Luana today?” Mark tensed his jaw. He had an idea of what the ladies had discussed... “Does Luana still think Celia intentionally tried to seduce Karl?” “Unbelievable!” Mary Ellen raised her hands to the sky. “How can something like that be possible? Celia drank that coffee by mistake - coffee meant for Briana, I might add!” Mark clenched his fists. He was heading to Lagoon City specifically to deal

Katrina couldn’t understand how Mark managed to convince Alan Rocha to leave the Pratt family financially ruined.“Armando, something isn’t adding up.” Katrina emptied her cold cappuccino cup. “I know that Mark has Alan Rocha’s backing. Don’t ask me how; he never told us. But to ask that you go bankrupt just because you did a reasonable request...?”Armando frowned. “It wasn’t a reasonable request. It was a stupidity I regret to this day. Mark Ferro is somehow powerful and I wouldn’t have done any of that if I had known beforehand.”“My aunt just wanted the best for her daughter.” Katrina tried to justify the embarrassment.“I heard that now Briana’s parents support the marriage,” Armando countered, seeing how out of touch Katrina was.“Yes, because they always want to be on the winning team. If Mark continued to be the loser janitor, they would insist that Briana divorce him to this day.”“Well, things have changed for Mark, and now I hope things change for me too. Since I couldn’t a

At the Vasconcelos Company, Gilson was not willing to let Katrina off the hook for the failure of the series she created. “Daughter, do you understand why your series flopped?” Katrina jumped up from her seat, shouting at the top of her lungs, “Stop saying that! For heaven’s sake, we’re still on the first episode!” Gilson shook his head, disheartened. “I see you still have a lot to learn. Daughter, we had a viewership goal, and that goal wasn’t met. We expected 6 rating points; we only reached 2.” Katrina felt like spitting blood. Damn it! “Do you understand that—” “‘Do you understand that—’” Katrina mockingly imitated her father’s voice, interrupting him rudely. “Change the record, old man, will you?” Gilson remained unfazed, “Do you understand that your trip to prison hurt your series’ performance? Do you understand that we failed because we lost the support of LCN?” Katrina wanted to bury herself in a hole. Anything would be better than taking responsibility for the wrongdo