As Beauty sat, still lost in thought after her call with Nia, she heard a sudden burst of voices and laughter approaching the living room.

Lola Cruz walked into the room with her team, their arms laden with platters of Puerto Rican delicacies that filled the air with mouth-watering aromas.

"Alright, everyone! Come on, gather up! We've got a feast waiting for you!" she called out.

Her energy was infectious.

Ferdinand and his assistant, May, stood beside her.

"Can ...