LOGINHelena stopped in the middle of the room, shocked by her own thoughts.
My God, Helena, wake up! she scolded herself mentally. It's only been half a month and you're already getting used to this “happy family” life with Henrique Ballmer? That's dangerous.
The three of them really looked like a family. And that was scary.
Helena shook her head slightly, pushing those forbidden fantasies away. She squeezed the strap of her bag and said apologetically:
“I'm afraid I can't go tonight. I have to pick someone up at the airport and I'll be back late. If Mateo really wants to eat Korean barbecue, why don't you take him?”
Henrique's relaxed expression subtly disappeared.
“He won't leave the house if you're not with him.”
“Yeah... you're right.” Helena smiled awkwardly. “All right, then we'll go together next time! I promise.”
She turned to go upstairs and get h
It was a masterstroke. Henrique didn't just invade his nephew's territory; he completely dominated it, showing who had the power (and the best taste). Helena, of course, found the gesture thoughtful, completely ignoring Josh's culinary castration.Minutes later, the table was set.The five sat down. The atmosphere was... peculiar.Henrique presided at the head of the table. Helena was on his right, with Mateo glued to her (monopolizing her attention). Josh was on the left, sulking. And Axel, the diplomat of chaos, sat at the other end.Luckily, Axel was there. Without him, the silence would have been deadly.“Come on!”Let's liven this up!“ Axel filled the glasses (juice for Mateo and Helena, wine for the others). He raised his glass. ”Let's make a toast! Welcome back home, our big international star! Josh, we hope you conquer the country... and use your head!"Helena raised her glass of juice, smiling at Josh.
In the kitchen of Josh's mansion.Helena was laughing, watching Josh try to chop onions without crying (and failing miserably), when her phone rang.“Hello? Henrique?”On the other end, the deep, direct voice sounded:“I saw your message. Did something happen?”“Oh, no!” Helena replied quickly, trying to sound casual.“Did you see the message? Please remember to show it to Mateo, okay? I don't want him to worry.”“I showed it to him.” A short pause. “Where are you?”The question was simple, but laden with authority.Helena looked at Josh, who was now wearing sunglasses to cut vegetables, striking a ridiculous pose to make her laugh.“Um... I'm at Josh's house,” she admitted. “I have some work stuff to sort out with him, and since he just got back to the country and was complaining about loneliness, I'm having dinner here to w
“And then...” continued his younger brother, excitedly. “You weren't careful, you were too intense, and you ended up waking Helena up? Caught red-handed, with no way to explain why you were on top of her, you panicked and used the lamest excuse in the world: you pretended you were sleepwalking?”Axel clapped his hands.“Am I right? That's what happened, isn't it? That's why she called me asking about your medical history!”Axel's ability to fill in the gaps and deduce the truth was frightening. All of this guy's intelligence was wasted on gossip and romantic dramas, instead of being used in business.Henrique slowly looked up and stared at his brother. There was no denial in his eyes. Just a cold acknowledgment that he had been found out.Seeing the resigned expression on his beloved tyrant brother's face, Axel knew immediately that he had hit the nail on the head.“Heavens! I'm a genius!” Axel threw the pillow up in the air, exultant.“Brother, do I know you well or what?! I'm the Sh
It was a legendary and dangerous technique that only elite actors could master. It consisted of using one's own aura, gaze, and rhythm to mentally crush one's scene partner. The dominant actor would “suck” all the air out of the room, making the other feel small, watched, and panicked, leading to abnormal mistakes and mental blocks.Helena wasn't just acting well; she was waging a silent psychological war. She destroyed Sabrina's mind without saying a word outside the script.“I can't use my ‘tricks’ just like that, out of the blue!” Helena rolled her eyes. “This technique consumes a lot of energy and affects the progress of filming.”I needed the perfect situation. Today's scene, with the direct confrontation, was the ideal stage to subdue Sabrina. She asked for it.Josh shuddered slightly, remembering old and unhappy memories.“So... I should feel very honored, right?” He curved his lips
Half an hour later.The set was almost empty. Helena had removed her “sick” makeup and was getting ready to leave, exhausted but victorious.The dressing room door opened silently.Camila entered. The mask of the good girl had fallen, revealing her usual cold and calculating face. She crossed her arms over her chest, blocking the exit.“Helena...” Camila began, her voice dripping with disdain. “I really underestimated you. I didn't imagine you would be so cunning as to turn the tables like this.”Helena stopped packing her bag. A slight, ironic smile curved her lips. Her eyes drifted down to Camila's arm, where a bloody scratch—courtesy of Sabrina's outburst—was still visible."Oh, really? I'm the cunning one?Helena took a step forward, blinking with exaggerated innocence.“Funny... Wasn't it you who had that keen and strategic vision, choosing an ally as ‘talented&rs
Cauan Santos finally lost his patience. He rose from his director's chair, his face red with rage.“Sabrina Collet, what the hell is going on?!” he thundered, his voice making the assistants tremble. “It's three lines! Three damn lines! Can't you remember a simple sentence? Did you even bother to read the script before coming here, or were you too busy picking out bracelets?!”The silence on set was deadly.Cauan couldn't be blamed for exploding. Helena was delivering a golden performance, stirring everyone's emotions, creating the perfect atmosphere... only to be brutally interrupted by Sabrina's stupid incompetence. It was like watching someone scratch a Da Vinci painting.The crew around them exchanged meaningful glances. Their contempt for Sabrina was palpable.They looked at Helena—professional, talented, patient, even with her injured arm—and then at Sabrina—spoiled, aggressive, and incompetent.







