MAGRITTE THOMSON SCHOOL
Bye, Dad.
Bye, Mommy.
-Bye, sweetie. -Be good.
Yes, sir.
Lucas, come here.
Don't tell anyone about what happened this morning, please.
And my phone?
When will I get it back?
When you grow up and learn to respect others.
Can't you see this is urgent?
If it's so urgent, why didn't you say something before?
You son of a bitch, Miguel.
-You did it to me again. -I'm sorry.
I think you're just sick.
It's not because you don't love me or our children.
Your addiction is just too strong.
If you don't get help,
having a normal life will be very difficult for you.
Or should I remind you what happened the last time with Ximena Santos?
Ángela, I promise I'll tell you everything that happened.
I'm sure you'll understand because you're a brilliant woman--
Sure, this brilliant woman should forgive you.
-Listen. -You'll do it again.
-Listen-- -I don't want to listen to you, Miguel!
Watching that fucking video was enough!
And seeing my son's pain was enough!
I can't lose my family.
You can't lose this. You can't afford to lose this.
Because you love luxury,
trips, cars, parties.
-Be honest. That's why you married me. -No.
-You love it all. -That's not true.
You know what?
Let's stop this charade.
I want a divorce, Miguel.
FAKE PROFILE
If we get married in the restaurant, we'll save money for our honeymoon.
My father's paying for our honeymoon.
I know, baby.
But we could travel longer, maybe go to Europe for a couple of months.
Cris, I can't travel right now, let alone for so long.
Besides, it's absurd. We haven't even set our wedding date yet.
Listen.
Wait until we have more reservations, and I promise we'll go wherever you want.
I promise.
You promise?
For sure?
Yes?
Cris.
Listen to me. I'm running late for the restaurant.
I'm sorry.
-Stop. -Baby, wait.
I'm sorry. I have to go.
THAT WAS INTENSE ON THE BOAT YESTERDAY. WE SHOULD DO IT AGAIN… NO DRAMA XOXO
Ximena won't pick up.
She hangs up on every call.
-Cami, stop calling her. -Let me use your phone.
-Wait a minute. -She has to pick up.
Check out this info. It's interesting.
María Ximena Santos Castañeda.
She owns a café. It's nearby, we could pay her a visit.
You can wait for me outside.
I need to talk to her first to earn her trust. Is that okay?
Yes, it's okay.
Don't worry.
-Good morning. -Hi, good morning.
What can I do for you?
I'm looking for Ximena.
Is everything ready? Is it?
Ximena, she's asking for you.
-Hello. -Hi.
How are you?
I'm Camila Román. I've been calling you.
I just want to talk to you.
I need your help.
Good luck in Colombia with Riviera Diamante.
Okay then.
Congratulations. I mean it.
Very well done.
REAL ESTATE
Architects, you may leave. Thanks.
We'll continue working on the financial part. Thank you.
Well, a business the size of Riviera Diamante
deserves a huge party.
What?
-When? -There's no rush, dear.
Tonight.
I don't think the architects have a copy of the presentation.
Can you send it to them?
-Okay. To everyone? -Yes. Thanks.
I'll come with you.
Excuse us.
Sweetheart.
We're building a luxury condo like no other in Latin America,
and you look so grim.
I look grim? What do you mean, Dad?
Sorry.
I don't know your story with Miguel, but…
I found this picture in his gym locker.
If it's there, it's because it's important.
On the back, it says, "Do you remember me?"
Ximena…
you can trust me.
I really need to know what happened.
Back then, I wasn't happy
with my husband or myself.
So I started looking for dates with other men.
That's how I met Miguel.
How long were you together?
Long enough to get to know him
and learn the type of woman he's looking for.
I almost lost everything I had.
PASS IT ON
Miguel?
Hi, Ximena.
Did anything happen at the owners meeting?
No, I'm calling about a personal matter.
It's about your MeetMe profile.
I just got your bikini picture.
He was The Poacher,
someone I had been talking to for a while.
He was actually our neighbor using pictures of Fernando--
…Castell.
The doctor.
Yes.
But I didn't care about that.
Everyone has a fake profile on those apps.
Not me.
How many times have you done this?
What? Have sex?
A couple of times, sure.
Why?
No… I mean use an app to cheat on your wife.
Oh. Not many.
-Really? -Never with a woman as sexy as you.
At first, we both felt guilty…
because of his wife and my husband.
That's what's addictive about good sex.
It helps you forget about guilt.
It always makes you want more.
Julieta, this goes here. Okay? Right here.
At the beginning, lying hurts.
But once you get used to it, all remorse disappears.
The difference about your story
is that you knew that Miguel had a family.
I haven't finished.
We should stop seeing each other.
We can't keep doing this to our families.
I'm going to leave her.
I'm going to divorce Ángela.
Really?
We met when we first arrived at Riviera Esmeralda.
I always thought he was an interesting man.
Different from the other husbands in the complex.
How was he different?
Because he isn't rich
or from a wealthy family. He doesn't have a famous last name.
I don't know why,
but that made me trust him.
You want to…?
I'm sorry.
Who is he?
I believed him.
That's why I abandoned my husband and daughter.
I waited for him all day long.
And all night.
But the door never opened.
Miguel never came.
Ximena, please. I'm sorry.
When I was leaving the house,
my children were there.
And I just couldn't do it.
I couldn't go that far.
I'm sorry.
-You got cold feet. -I can't Ximena.
It's that simple. I just can't.
I know I'm a coward.
But above all, I'm a father.
I'm sorry.
And you?
Tell me what he did to you.
Something…
different.
He created a fake profile and he pretended to be Fernando Castell.
We were involved for a few months
until I discovered it was just a lie.
He also made me believe that what we had was special.
Sexual chemistry.
What did he tell you?
That he had never felt like that with anyone?
He's not driven by sex…
or love for his children…
or his wife.
What drives him is Pedro Ferrer's money.
And he won't give it up.
For anyone or for anything.
I was thinking that all these years I've worked here,
Pedro has never invited me to a party, ever.
My father hates social life,
and he hates being a host even more.
So, why now? I just don't get it.
Maybe it's true. He just wants to celebrate the deal with Nakamura.
He's investing one billion after all.
Oh, Miguel, shut up!
Hey, did you get a chance to talk to Lucas?
Did you find out about the neighbor? Sofía won't stop asking me about it.
So what, Luigi? He found it online.
We're talking about a dancer, a stripper.
I wonder how many of her videos are online.
What truly puzzles me
is how we ever got involved with a woman like that.
Another unsolved mystery.
Miguel…
I couldn't sleep last night thinking about what Pedro said.
I'm not telling Sofía that our neighbor is a stripper.
Tell the private detective that the deal is off.
We don't need him to follow Camila.
Why not?
Ángela knows all about it.
She knows I knew Camila.
She knows what happened with her the other night.
She wants a divorce.
What are you saying, brother?
If Pedro finds out everything we did in Las Vegas,
he'll kick us out.
I swear I never thought something like this would happen to me.
Never.
So he made the neighbor fall for him
and then he backed down.
I'm telling you, he's a complete jerk.
I'm sure his life is full of lies.
Cami.
What do you want?
What are your plans?
What should my plans be?
I don't know, you tell me. Are you hiding something?
Do you really like that shitty liar? Because that's what he is.
Juanda.
All I want is for him to stop hurting women.
Enough is enough.
Cami.
Wait here.
-Don't move. -What is it?
-Are you okay? -Do as I say.
Hey! What are you doing?
Are you playing paparazzi? Do I look familiar?
Why are you taking pictures of us?
Pictures?
They're not pictures of you. I'm taking selfies. Wanna see?
Wonderful show.
It's one of the best I've seen in Vegas.
Is this the first time you've come to the bar?
Yes, I came from very far just to see you.
So I was told.
Thank you.
I got an interview for Inti at the spa tomorrow.
Great!
I'm glad.
Are you gonna tell me what happened when you went diving?
Or should I just imagine it?
I told you already.
So why is Inti asking you not to make drama?
I didn't check your phone.
I just saw the message by accident.
You know what happened, Cris?
Nothing.
I don't know why some people are so dirty. The room's a pigsty!
Come here, Indira.
Hi, how are you?
Fine, and you?
If you need anything, just let us know.
-Thank you. -Okay now.
Come on.
I wanna thank you for everything you've done for me, David.
It's okay.
Don't worry, even if you are totally crazy,
I won't abandon you.
-You think I'm crazy? -I do.
Sorry.
-Hello? -Camila.
This is Pedro Ferrer.
Pedro.
Nice to hear from you.
Oh, no. It's always my pleasure.
I'm calling to invite you to an event
and you can't say no.
I'm not going.
Don't play the victim.
You know you're the head of the Riviera Diamante team.
I don't care.
I mean it. I'm not going.
You know what? My dad is in such a good mood,
I won't disrupt his celebration with the news about our divorce.
So I won't tell him today.
I'll tell him tomorrow.
Ángela, have you thought about Lucas and Eva?
-What will we tell them? -The truth.
Yes.
The truth, even if it hurts.
I'll tell them that you couldn't be faithful,
that this marriage endured too much,
and that for about… 15 years, you've been taking advantage
of me and my family.
Ángela, you're insulting me.
I'm glad.
Because that's exactly what I want.
I want to fucking hurt you, Miguel,
so that you never forget you're the only one responsible for all of this.
You're the only one guilty of ruining this family!
No, I'm not! You're guilty too!
Because I tried, Ángela. I tried.
I did everything I could to be a good dad and husband.
Really?
It was just an affair, Ángela.
How many nights
has this affair been going on? Because it's still going on.
It's not over.
Miguel, it's a simple question.
How many nights have you been fucking that stripper?
See? So enough with the drama.
And tonight, during the cocktail party,
make the same poker face you always make
when you come home after fucking one of your whores.
And start looking for a hotel,
because from now on, you're not sleeping here.
I'm sorry, Ángela. What can I do?
I can't go to Dad's cocktail party.
I'm slammed at the restaurant.
Okay.
I'll think about it, but I can't promise anything.
-Bye. -Excuse me.
Would you like anything else?
Is the boss okay?
Nothing's wrong.
It's just that we're slammed at the restaurant,
and my father decided to have a cocktail party today.
Is there anything I can do to help?
Can you do taxes?
No.
You may think I'm an idiot,
but I don't like lying to Cris.
But nothing happened.
It's all in your head, Adrián.
Don't torture yourself. Nothing happened.
Did you read my message?
If this is torture…
I'm a masochist,
because I can't stop thinking about you, Inti.
I can't.
There's a shrimp cocktail waiting to be served.
If you'll excuse me, boss.
Invasion of privacy.
That's what you did, Lucas.
You invaded the privacy of someone we barely know.
Come on.
You know her inside and out.
Watch what you're saying, Lucas.
Besides going in there and recording her, you attacked her.
You're not okay.
What's going on with you, Son?
-You wanna know what's wrong with me? -Yes, of course I do.
I hate you.
That's what's wrong.
-No. -I hate you.
No, no, don't say that.
No.
You used to tell me I was the other man of the house.
Well, right now, I'm the only man here.
I don't care what I have to do,
I swear I'll make you leave this house.
What is it?
Pedro Ferrer sent one of his shuttle vans to pick us up.
Well, let's take one of his shuttle vans then.
Camila.
About what happened before…
I want to tell you, please don't take it wrong.
Come here.
Nothing happened.
We're good.
Let's go.
I'm rehearsing.
Stop doing that.
Just five per contract.
Here's the second one.
That's three.
Throughout our history,
we've shown ourselves to be much more
than the best construction company in Latin America.
Ferrer Barragán Group is
sharing.
It's energy. It's communication.
Good evening.
We're here for Pedro Ferrer's event.
Names, please?
Camila Román and husband.
That's why I want a round of applause for yourselves.
For your passion and commitment
on the Riviera Diamante project.
Thank you so much.
Cheers.
Wasn't it supposed to be company staff only? What is this?
Such a good person.
Such good taste.
Excuse me.
Welcome.
We were waiting for you.
Pedro, good evening.
You didn't have to send a car to pick us up--
I wanted to make sure you came.
-Of course. -Come in.
Excuse me.
Nice to see you.
-David, how are you? -Fine, and you?
-How are you? -Fine.
Good evening, neighbor.
-How are you? -I'm fine. How about you?
-How are you? -Fine.
I'm good. This looks great.
-Really? -Yeah.
It'll be a great project.
Yes.
I didn't know about your new condo.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
And I didn't know that you're very famous.
You never told me.
Enough.
You can stop pretending now.
Red Velvet.
Eat fast. We need to plate the desserts.
Hey, handsome.
I know what you're doing, Inti.
I'll just ask you to know your place.
That way, we won't have a problem, okay?
Okay.
Adrián doesn't know we met before. Right?
Is that why you talk to me like this?
I'm talking to you like this 'cause I know you and I know your ways.
So you think I'm going to steal your boyfriend?
My fiancé. We're getting married next month.
Congratulations then.
Don't worry about me,
I won't say a word about what happened at that party.
I promise.
Little sister, I'm sorry, but I can't go to the party.
Look at the time. The restaurant is crowded. I can't.
Adrián…
I need to talk to you.
It's important.
Don't tell me you had an argument with Dad again.
I don't know what's with him. He's been acting strange lately.
Can we meet tomorrow at the gym?
I don't want to delay this any longer.
Ángela, you're making me worry.
Just tell me what's going on.
We can talk about it tomorrow when we meet.
Bye.
If that's an important conversation, don't worry.
I can wait.
Wow.
What is it?
Well,
the only way for me not to worry
would be to know who you are,
why you came,
and what your plan is.
But above all,
how the hell you can be so cynical!
Ángela, if you want to say something, I'm listening.
Yes, right.
Yes, that's true.
I'd like to congratulate you from the bottom of my heart,
because what you achieved is amazing.
You came with the sole purpose
of destroying a family, and you did it effortlessly.
Kudos, impressive!
You have no fucking idea
why I came.
I'm divorcing Miguel.
So…
Good thing is you can go on fucking my husband without lying anymore.
Maybe that's good for you, because that's what you like,
that's what excites you.
The taste of forbidden things.
Maybe if you play your cards right,
he'll go back to Vegas with you.
That would be really amazing.
The engineer and the stripper.
Wow, a fairy tale!
But do me a favor.
I'm asking you, please, don't leave me wondering.
I want to know what's next.
Blackmailing us?
Milking us for cash?
Is that what you're after?
Ángela, we're both women.
I'm not interested in hurting you, and I don't want your money.
So go the hell away.
Go away.
You have no fucking idea what you're getting into.
Idiot.
I can't believe she's a stripper.
I can't believe Luigi didn't tell you anything.
Dad even showed me pictures, Sofía.
It's so typical of them.
Let's go.
Do you know…?
Camila.
What do you do for work?
You're a psychologist, right?
I bet you have many patients.
I'm not a psychologist,
and I don't have any patients either.
What do you mean?
You lied to us?
I'm a stripper.
And not only that…
She's the best.
You know that, right?
-It's true. -Thanks.
Yes, just as you heard, I'm a stripper, I work at a bar.
And that doesn't mean that I'm an escort
and much less a prostitute.
You're making it worse.
You suggested that when you asked about my patients.
Besides, don't worry.
I'm used to having this type of conversation with women like…
well, like you.
Please.
She's so nice, isn't she?
I think it's probably because she drank too much.
We can overlook it.
Everything's fine.
They just want to know how I can afford the rent. Right, baby?
Love, you don't have to be here.
-You owe them no explanation. -No.
You know that.
We're not leaving, especially now that I'm so popular.
I find this very amusing,
and I love talking about my profession.
Mr. Pedro!
Would you happen to have tequila?
Your aguardiente is not working for me.
Can I have one?
Please?
Let's try to be good hosts.
Tequila.
-We can't miss the opportunity. -Yes, right.
I'll bring you one.
-Thanks. -That's so kind of you.
Miss.
Please.
Are you okay, baby?
Why did you have to invite her, Dad?
Baby, it isn't that woman's fault.
There's something you're not telling me, right?
About what?
About her?
What would I know about her? Her profession and…?
Baby, I need you to trust me.
If you suspect anything, I don't know,
you can talk to a lawyer if you want.
But please, get away from that beast
before it's too late.
I already did.
I wasn't going to tell you anything until tomorrow
so as not to ruin your night, but…
Yes.
This morning, I told Miguel I want a divorce.
Finally.
You've opened your eyes.
I'm not going to ask what he did to you.
But we'll bury him.
He'll regret he ever treated you this way.
Are you gonna tell them about Vegas?
Or just about your profession?
What else should I tell them?
Your wife's family just sees me
as a freaking pole dancer.
Or should I say your ex-wife?
Ángela told me you're getting divorced.
And since I know you,
I don't blame her.
I'd do the same.
Whatever happens between Ángela and me,
our relationship doesn't have to change.
It's pure chemistry.
It's science.
We can't fight it.
Ximena Santos.
I talked to her, and she told me everything.
You're definitely not okay, Camila.
I know I hurt you,
and you think I used you.
What else do you want from me?
You didn't use me.
I used you.
And I'll keep doing it until I'm sick and tired.
Until I drive you crazy.
Either you tell Ángela everything that happened in Vegas
or I will
in graphic detail.
All events and characters are fictitious
and do not portray any actual event or person.