Episode 3

As soon as Dona Iris left her son's room, as he forced her to go to the cafeteria to eat something, Ravier stopped her.

"Dona Iris, is it?"

"Yes."

"Well, I want to talk to you about compensation for everything that happened because, clearly, your son will not accept it."

"What makes you think I would accept anything? We are poor, but we have dignity."

"Dignity will not help you and your son when he leaves the hospital."

Ravier has always been a very frank and direct man, although he has a very pragmatic view of life, he would not trade his entire life experience for another mediocre life.

Dona Iris said:

"My life and my son's life are none of your business, I think you have done enough for him already."

"I believe I had the impression your son was going somewhere important when the accident happened."

"Yes, he was going to a job interview, but that doesn't matter anymore, as I'm sure someone else must have filled the position already."

Ravier quickly realized that these two were the worst kind of poor, the proud ones, so he took another approach.

"Then I can hire your son at my company."

"I don't believe Gael will accept that, you saw that he didn't want to talk."

"I can make it look like it was random, my name will be completely out of it."

"You can try, but now, if you'll excuse me, I need to eat."

Ravier was left behind with a smile on his face, then called the company's HR to have them do everything they could to get Gael hired.

Gael was asleep again, with the medication he had taken and lying in that bed where he couldn't move freely, he slept.

He woke up some time later to his cell phone ringing insistently. He looked at the armchair nearby and noticed his mother sleeping sitting down, he was even angrier at Ravier, if he hadn't run him over, he would now have a job and his mother wouldn't have to be here sleeping in an uncomfortable position for someone in her condition.

He stretched, still feeling pain in his ribs, picked up the phone and answered, he noticed there were at least three previous calls from an unknown number.

"Hello."

"Mr. Gael Silva?"

"Speaking. Who's calling?"

"This is Majestic, we are calling because you did not show up for your interview."

Ravier had been surprised when he gave the order to HR and found out that Gael was going exactly to his company, but now he had other plans for him.

"I had an accident, that's why I didn't show up."

Gael didn't suspect that Ravier was behind that call, as he didn't think the man would bother to even look his way, especially for someone as simple as him.

"When will you be available for a new evaluation?"

"Well, I think it's best you call someone else, because I'm going to be on bed rest for at least two weeks."

"Two weeks?"

Gael heard the woman's voice hesitate on the other end of the line and he knew it was really all lost, he would have to look for another job.

"Well, come to our headquarters as soon as you are well. Our program always aims to bring talent to our company and we don't leave anyone out."

Gael was not expecting that and he decided to think about it while he was recovering. He closed his eyes again and went back to sleep.

The days passed and Gael was discharged from the hospital. He went home with Dona Iris, who had been by his bedside daily at the hospital, even though she was much worse off than he was.

When they returned home, reality hit them. Gael has no money for anything and the bills are all overdue. The little money he had, Dona Iris used to feed herself in the days he was in the hospital.

He thought life is really unfair, while he was hit, he had to spend what little money he had. Ravier Valente, the one who caused the accident, however, didn't suffer a scratch.

In the morning, he struggled to get up, he couldn't stand still. As he entered the kitchen, he saw his mother squeezing the medicine bottle, however, nothing came out of it, it was clearly finished.

At that moment, Gael decided that there was no other option but to return the call from Magestic. He has to try.

Ravier had almost forgotten about Gael Silva and his mother, Dona Iris, when the head of HR called him to inform him that Gael Silva had called to find out when he should go to the company.

He looked at the calendar on the computer and found that the two weeks of rest recommended by the doctor had not passed. But, if Gael was looking for the job offered, he has to accept, just that, for the plan to work.

Gael is the perfect plan for Ravier, as he, in addition to solving the problem of his fiancee's jealousy and the problem of his secretaries who always fall in love with him.

"Tell him to come tomorrow."

That was the order the head of HR followed when she told Gael to come to the company the next day.

After hanging up the call, Gael's heart was racing a bit and he said to himself:

"Calm down, Gael, you will rarely even see Mr. Valente, a trainee will never have access to the CEO."

And that calmed his heart. He looked at the bedroom door and saw his mother standing there.

"What are you doing, dear? By the way, you're pacing around the house, you look like a man walking towards his death."

Gael smiled and said:

"I think I'm just selling my soul to the devil."

"Don't say that, dear."

"It's the truth, Mom, tomorrow I'm going for a job interview at the company of the man who ran me over, you saw what he's like."

"I wish I could help you."

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