Chapter 67 Your intuition is dangerously accurate, João Pedro.

In the middle of dinner, Heitor's cell phone—a children's model customized by Daniel Lutz—began to ring insistently. When he saw his father's name on the screen, the sparkle in the boy's eyes disappeared. “Daddy wants me to come back now... but I don't want to,” he confessed, his head bowed.

“That's...

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