Carlos Madeira's office, a renowned private investigator, was a space where secrets were revealed and mysteries unraveled. On that day, Carlos was immersed in yet another report from one of his cases when the door of his office was abruptly pushed open by Bruno Matos, who tried to dodge the attempts of Carlos's secretary to stop him.Carlos looked up from the document on his desk, surprised by Bruno's sudden entrance.“What's going on here?” he inquired, casting a bewildered look at the secretary and Bruno.The secretary exchanged a worried glance with Carlos before responding.“Mr. Matos didn't want to wait, sir,” she explained, indicating Bruno's impulsive behavior.Bruno, with a frustrated look on his face, tossed a dossier onto Carlos's desk, expressing his irritation.“Once again, your investigation has led nowhere,” he accused, his voice laden with disappointment.Carlos briefly pondered the situation before giving an order to his secretary.“Please, wait outside,” he instructed

Ibirapuera Park seemed tranquil and serene, contrasting with the palpable tension between Helena and Bruno as they sat side by side on a bench. The setting sun on the horizon created a golden aura around them, but the conversation that ensued was far from warm. Helena closed her notebook with a sigh, looking directly at Bruno.“I'm all ears,” she replied, her expression serious.Bruno met Helena's eyes, trying to convey sincerity.“I know I've been absent for all these months, but I'd like to maintain a visitation schedule with the kids. At least once every 15 days, with the weekend for me,” he explained, hoping Helena would consider his proposal.Helena fixed her gaze on Bruno, pondering his words.“The kids won't be traveling with you to Mato Grosso, if that's what you're suggesting,” she said firmly, showing her determination to protect her children.“I know you wouldn't allow that,” Bruno nodded, waiting for Helena's reaction, “but I'd like to know if I could at least travel with

Bruno stood there, in front of Helena's apartment door, a sense of nervousness coursing through his body, as it always did when he rang her doorbell. Years had passed since the divorce, but the anxiety persisted, even though he knew she rarely answered or even showed up when he came to pick up the kids. However, to his surprise, this time the door opened, and there was Helena.Her short blond hair danced lightly around her face, an elegant dress accentuated her curves and thighs, while a pair of high heels highlighted her confident posture. Despite the years that had passed, Helena seemed even more radiant, with a welcoming smile on her lips. Bruno's eyes met hers, and for a moment, he found himself lost in that familiar expression that always captivated him.“Hi,” he murmured, struggling to maintain his composure.“Hi, Bruno. Come in, please,” she invited him, with a warm voice. “Isabel is still getting ready.”B

Helena was in the hallway. Her heart skipped a beat, and her stomach twisted in a mixture of surprise and anxiety. It was as if time had stopped for a moment as she watched Bruno standing there, looking at her with an expression she couldn't quite decipher.Helena felt a shiver run down her spine as their gazes met. It was as if all the memories of the moments they shared, both good and bad, came flooding back all at once. She found herself caught in his gaze, unable to look away.Beside her, Leandro noticed the change in Helena's expression and followed her gaze to Bruno. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, sensing the tension in the air, but then looked at Helena with a gentle smile.“Helen, are you okay?” Leandro asked, his soft voice breaking the tense silence.Helena blinked a few times, trying to regain control of her thoughts. She forced a smile at Leandro, although she knew it wasn't very convincing.“Yes, I'm fine,”

Helena sat in her apartment, nervous and anxious, awaiting Leandro's arrival. She had dressed carefully, choosing an elegant dress that accentuated her natural beauty. Her heart beat faster than usual, mixing with the anticipation of the imminent encounter.Finally, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the apartment, announcing Leandro's arrival. Helena took a deep breath to calm her nerves and went to open the door.Upon seeing him standing there, with a warm smile on his face, Helena felt a mixture of emotions. It was strange to see him again after so long, but also exciting. Leandro was elegantly dressed, his chin lightly shaved, emitting an air of confidence that Helena found charming.“Hi, Helena,” Leandro said, his voice soft and welcoming. “You look beautiful.”Helena smiled, feeling slightly more relaxed by Leandro's kindness. “Thank you, Leandro. You look great too,” she replied, inviting him in.The