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s okay, when he laid his head on my chest and said that the party had been very cool, because I played with it a lot. This melted my heart, and I made a promise to myself to set aside at least two days a week to spend just with my son. The hotel was almost ready and I wasn't needed personally all the time, and this would also take away some of the weight I put on my mother's shoulders. When I told her that, of course, I got a light slap on the back of the head. She hated it when I said I bothered her. I was more attentive to Davi's steps after what happened at the party, and I was calm that way, but my torment returned when I participated in the meeting in which the president would introduce us to the possible chef who would work for the inauguration. I felt my heart freeze the moment I looked at that pervert's surprised face. I shook his hand, but I really wanted to slap him in his terrified face. I spent the meeting full of hatred and slipped up a few times, showing it. Luckily, the president didn't question me, but I also didn't give him any opening to bring up the subject. I dealt with everything the best way I could, being professional, but Bernardo ruined me when he impressed the partners and even my team with that deceptive way of speaking. He seemed to know a lot about food and events, but that didn't matter to me. There was no way I was going to let him work at that hotel, and I almost said so when he had the nerve to want to talk to me alone. I was proud of my control over not jumping on him, but I also didn't stay in the parking lot for too long, or I would have done what I wanted. I later discovered that I was very lucky that I didn't do or say anything. When I returned to the hotel the next day, the crazy man appeared again. He threw himself in my car. I was in shock, because that type of accident was a huge fear that I had, and it made me remember things I didn't want to. But Bernardo wasn't hurt and he still cursed me! He was cheeky, crazy and shameless, that's what I thought, but he tripped me up right then and there when he told me to shut up and explained himself. I thought he was lying at first. He just wanted to get along, I was sure, but the way he