Caroline visits Kelvin at Cardoso Perfumes and finds him alone, as he wanted."Carol! Come in, my favorite stepdaughter!""You only have one stepdaughter. Mary is your legitimate daughter," Caroline responds with disappointment in her eyes.Kelvin's smile fades, realizing what Caroline meant by Mary being his LEGITIMATE daughter."Carol, did you come to talk about this?" Kelvin points to the sofa.Caroline sits on the indicated sofa. "How could you, Kelvin? It was already outrageous for us that you were dating Angela Souza. But at least I expected you to get Angela pregnant, not Karen the Promiscuous!""How do you know that Karen is promiscuous?" Kelvin asks slightly annoyed."We don't need evidence; we know, that's enough." Caroline shrugs, unwilling to be reasonable."You don't have to worry, Carol." Kelvin smiles to reassure her, "You and Mary will always have a place in my heart. How did Mary react?""She still doesn't know." Caroline feels embarrassed, "Mom forbids us from lettin
The Vasquez Mansion hummed with the usual morning activity as the family gathered for breakfast. Alan, clutching his coffee cup like a prized possession, raised it ceremoniously."Everyone, let's make a toast!" he announced with a gleam in his eye.Sofia smiled warmly. "What's the occasion, dear?""Well, you must already know," Alan replied, his tone both proud and relieved. "Today, I am canceling the divorce."Erasmo and Olivia exchanged a knowing look, their cups clinking in a silent celebration."Thank you, Alan," Olivia said gratefully. "I'm overwhelmed that everything is falling into place.""Me too, mother-in-law," Alan responded, visibly touched.Erasmo chimed in, his voice full with anticipation. "And once the money hits the account, we can discuss the investments I've been eyeing, son-in-law.""Don't worry, father-in-law," Alan reassured him with a nod.Sofia, not one for subtleties, raised an eyebrow. "And are you going to discuss this with Carol? She seemed quite enthusiast
At Rocha Constructions, Reuben sat at his desk attending to business matters when Caroline approached him."Mr. Peterson, I'll send the message as soon as possible. Good to hear the tile prices are down," Reuben said into the phone before ending the call abruptly with a smile upon seeing Caroline. "Ok, I need to hang up, bye! Darling, it's great to see you!" Reuben greeted her warmly.Caroline returned the smile. "I'm doing well, Reuben. Alan's waiting for me.""Yeah, he mentioned it. You can go right in," Reuben replied, with a knowing wink as Caroline headed towards Alan's office.Inside Alan's office, Caroline found her brother seated at his desk with an expression serious and composed."Here I am, big bro," Caroline greeted him confidently."Have a seat, Carol," Alan responded calmly.Caroline shook her head, standing firm. "I'm fine standing. I had the servants tidy up your room."Alan looked momentarily embarrassed, shaking his head. "You shouldn't have bothered them. It wasn't
Maggie's office at Marçal Publishing was a serene oasis amidst the bustling city outside. Maggie sat on the polished desk where, composed and collected. Across from her, Olivia exuded a palpable arrogance, her demeanor challenging and unyielding."OK, Maggie. Let's talk about values," Olivia declared, her tone cutting through the calm like a knife.Maggie stared at her, maintaining her composure. "What are you talking about?""My husband didn't want to extort money from Will Campos, but I'm not as generous as he is," Olivia stated sharply.Maggie's expression shifted, a mixture of concern and disbelief. "Oh, it's good to see you without pretense!""Don't be like that," Olivia retorted sarcastically. "You allowed Caroline to write that article because you knew what you were getting into.""Mrs. Vasquez, do you truly believe that the decor of your living room is beautiful and harmonious?" Maggie asked, trying to steer the conversation away from hostility."That's beside the point!" Oliv
In the manager's office at Rocha Hotel, Luís and Eugenio sat face to face at the desk, meticulously checking printed reports. Luís occasionally glanced at Eugenio, his mind drifting to thoughts of Suzy and David.“How is the evaluation of the maids going?” Eugenio asked, his focus unwavering.“The evaluation is satisfactory,” Luís replied. “The guests have nothing to complain about, except for a few who exaggerate.”Eugenio’s interest piqued. “In what way do they exaggerate?”“There was a guest who checked out last week,” Luís explained, “who complained about the lack of cleanliness in the suite. After the maid did the service, he then complained about the smell of the cleaning materials used.”Eugenio raised his eyebrows and smiled good-humoredly. “We usually disregard those unreasonable guests.”Noticing Luís’ reluctant expression, Eugenio pressed further. “What's wrong, man?”Luís composed himself. “Nothing much.”Eugenio’s tone became steady. “Did you ask Suzy if she is in love wi
Caroline stood in her room at the Rocha mansion, the early morning light casting a soft glow through the window.Her luggage sat ready on the bed, packed meticulously for the journey ahead.She gazed out the window, lost in thought, contemplating the monumental step she was about to take — leaving everything behind to marry Reuben.The weight of the decision hung heavy in the air, mingling with the crisp morning breeze that rustled the curtains.*******Across town, in Neil's cozy apartment, breakfast was in full swing. David, brimming with excitement, recounted his recent date with Suzy."And then," he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up, "she let her guard down and broke down all the barriers for us to get to know each other better!"Benjamin, sitting across the table, nodded with a proud smile. "I watched the whole thing from the counter."David laughed, shaking his head in wonder. "I don’t know how you manage to run a kitchen and keep an eye on my love life."Benjamin's grin widened.
The morning peace in the Hamilton apartment was abruptly shattered by a loud knocking on the door. Daniela, dressed in light clothing, moved quickly to answer, only to be met by a familiar yet unexpected face."Mr. Reis... Beto?" she stammered, shock displayed in her voice."Sorry to show up like this, Daniela," Beto replied, his tone urgent. "But I need to talk to your father seriously."From the kitchen, Hamilton's voice called out, "Who is it, dear?" As he entered the room, his expression hardened upon seeing Beto. "Oh, it's you...""When are you going to leave?" Beto demanded, anger flashing in his eyes.Daniela, feeling confused and a bit lost, interjected, "Leave? Where to?""Far away from here, I hope!" Beto retorted.Turning to her father, Daniela's concern grew. "Dad, what's going on here?"Hamilton tried to dismiss her worries. "Nothing, daughter. Go have your breakfast."But Daniela stood her ground, outrage boiling over. "No! I want to know what's going on! Were we evicted
In the dining room of the Rocha Mansion, the atmosphere was heavy with expectation as Josias placed the letter on the table, his face set in a grim expression.The others didn’t bother to ask what Caroline had written; the silence spoke volumes.Melissa broke the quiet first, her voice with concern. "Josias... What are we going to do?"After a long pause, Josias finally replied, his tone resigned. "We’ll have to cancel the ceremony preparations."Simeon looked astonished. "What? Aren’t we going to send Tiago Bento's boys to look for them?""No," Josias answered, gloom hanging over him like a cloud. "If they want to marry in secret, so be it."Dora nodded, her voice calm. "Dear, they are adults and know what they want."Simeon, however, wasn’t convinced. "Are they willing to face the consequences of their actions?"Melissa interjected, her words carrying a note of pride. "Caroline has Rocha blood. She was determined not to have Sofia at the wedding. Once she felt we would oppose it, sh