FAKE PROFILE
Tell us how you feel after hearing the verdict.
Today is a memorable day for justice in Colombia,
and after months of fighting,
I have been able to clear my name of the absurd charges filed against me.
Many thanks, of course, to my mighty team of defense lawyers,
and to the anonymous people who have shown me their undying support
from the very beginning.
Ángela. Ángela!
Imagine you're happy right now.
Oh, yes, very, very. And you?
Finally, justice was served, which is what you want, right?
-What did they pay you for your testimony? -Ooh!
Oh, you didn't do it for free.
I know you enough to know that.
Hello?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, leaving right now. Did you see the sentencing?
Mmm. What happened?
I'll be there.
Camila, what's your dream?
The truth is that I don't know what my dream is anymore.
I've been asking myself that question for months,
but I don't want to make any decisions
because I feel like I might end up hurting someone I love.
But you also want a commitment, you want a family, and to be a mother.
And don't worry, those are perfectly valid desires.
There's nothing wrong with wanting those things.
Mmm, and Miguel already has a family.
And all I have with Miguel, I'm afraid, are these red flags
telling me he's not the right person for me.
I know Miguel is an incurable womanizer, a compulsive liar.
He's addicted to sex and to power…
But the reality is that our relationship has always been toxic.
And for some strange reason, you don't want it to stop.
I don't understand
why Miguel never told me anything about Oliver.
Even when we had the threesome, he didn't say anything.
He could've told me.
Now, I can't seem to stop thinking about Oliver, and I know that's unfair.
Unfair to whom?
Unfair to all of us.
Oliver is his brother,
and I don't know if something's going on in my head,
some kind of association in my subconscious, who knows.
I want to see Miguel when I look at Oliver,
but we have this incredible chemistry that goes beyond anything sexual.
I don't know why we have this connection.
Despite all his lies?
Because apparently the constant in this process of yours is
the acceptance of lies.
It's as though you need them in all your relationships.
No, this is different.
-It's really different. -Okay, how?
Now, you have a business.
You also have security and plans for a future,
but a man shows up and he confuses you.
He challenges you, and now you're totally lost.
I don't understand.
Could you maybe stop and consider that this starts with you?
And that perhaps it stems from your family,
or more precisely from the fact that you didn't have a family?
No! No!
-Come on! -No!
-Get out of there, you fucking bitch! -No!
Touch her!
I do have a family.
But you told me what happened to you,
and it's important you understand something.
Those memories don't just disappear overnight.
The scars will always be there
until you treat them.
NOA WAS ATTACKED
Thank you so much.
I don't want to sound arrogant, but I was absolutely certain
that everything would go my way in the trial.
So I would like to have a small celebration.
Will you help me with it?
Yes, Eva and I are always there for you.
I'll go and change. Then I'll go do some shopping.
Miguel, I really appreciate all your support,
and especially your company.
You stepped up, and it surprised me.
I hope you'll come tonight with Camila.
Well, Ángela, I don't think that's the best idea right now.
Why not?
She testified against you.
And? I won.
Her testimony was just like her, useless and insignificant.
Ah.
I'm sorry.
That won't happen again.
I promise nothing like that will come out of my lips again
because for me, the most important thing is our children,
and if I have to swallow any feelings
when it comes to your relationship with Camila,
and put on a cheerful face,
then, yeah, I will do what I have to do, okay?
-And you surprise me too, I must say. -Mmm.
But thank you.
And, Miguel, just so you know, this is for them, not for you.
Let's go inside.
It was a woman.
A woman in a mask.
What kind of mask?
I don't know.
I don't know. It was black, and the nose was a beak.
A mask like the one your boss has in her office?
Yes, like that one. It looked exactly the same.
Did you get a look at her face?
At one point, I was able to rip off her mask.
Even though it was dark,
I could see she had big lips, and she had freckles.
Her skin color was dark too, and I think she was a blonde.
She was gorgeous.
This might sound strange, but she was really beautiful.
So what happened next?
-Mmm. -Did she say anything?
It happened so fast.
Tom and Moira came running in.
And by the time I turned around, she was gone.
Could I ask you to give me a description?
One of our forensic specialists could use it to create a sketch.
Yes. Of course.
Whatever you need.
Noa?
What happened?
-Camila. -Oh my God. Oh my God!
My love.
Have you been seen by the paramedics? Are you okay?
No, no, don't worry. I'm fine. It was just scary.
-Oh my God. -It happened and it's over.
-Oh, you poor thing. -Where were they before?
What the hell are you doing here, Inti?
Wasn't the trial enough for you?
What a prick.
We didn't see anybody.
There was just Noa. She was alone, yelling like crazy.
What if Noa made all of this up?
I don't know, maybe for more attention.
So you think she's making it up, and that the attack never happened?
It wouldn't be out of character for her.
There are people that create things to get more attention.
I see that Noa García is not a friend of yours.
Oh, I don't have anything against her.
I mean, I don't know her, but, well, she's a little weird.
You should investigate her.
We don't have anything to go on. All of the doors were open.
The ones at the main entrance, the back, the service entrance.
She could've escaped from any of them.
But who? Who could have left?
I already told you she was alone.
-You didn't see anyone, right? -Yeah, that's true.
Please, investigate Noa.
I need to get out of these clothes and change before I go see my friends.
I'll see you later, Mom.
-Esther, don't close that. -Yes, ma'am.
Let the air circulate, so we can clear the energy.
Do you want a drink?
Do you want me to make you something to eat?
Is there anything you want?
No, thank you.
Esther.
Could you please get me some water with lemon?
Yes, ma'am.
I want to be clear that nothing has changed between us.
We're the same. You understand, right?
What do I have to do for you to forgive me?
Go find another woman.
Seriously?
You stayed with someone for many years
who mistreated you over and over.
He even beat you.
Yet, you still forgave him.
He deserves what's happened to him.
What are you saying?
Alonso.
Look at me.
Did you have anything to do with what happened to Alberto?
Oh, please, of course not.
You think I would? That I would be capable of murder?
I don't really know what you're capable of.
No. I'd never do that.
And the fact that I did what I did, Laura, doesn't make me a murderer.
Let's see who hasn't been brought in yet for questioning.
Alonso Díaz, aka Matteo Gastaldi,
an escort who was hired by the victim to seduce his ex-wife.
Sounds good.
And he worked at the Souza's Agency in Barranquilla,
which also represented Inti Valderrama.
Odd.
So Laura discovers the deception, they fight, and he hits her.
That would be self-defense.
Here's an important detail.
They found this a few hours ago.
Laura's the sole beneficiary of an insurance policy worth over 20 million.
That's not possible.
Laura and her gigolo lover murdered Alberto for the insurance.
-It's classic. -Too classic, for my taste.
You talk to Laura, okay?
I'll be in charge of the rest.
Let me explain.
What's to explain?
That you're sleeping with my best friend? Just say it.
I only went to visit Esteban.
To see how he was doing.
How considerate.
So then, you always visit your friends at nighttime?
Mmm, not all.
But, well, I'll visit you 24-7.
During the day and the night.
I'll go up.
I'll go down.
Whenever you want me to.
Becky, what are you doing?
I want to play with you.
Now take off my pants.
LIFE INSURANCE POLICY
That policy's for 20 million?
Did you know you're the sole beneficiary of this life insurance policy?
No, no, I had no idea.
Now, I want you to look at this very carefully.
Laura, tell me.
Did you murder your husband, so you could collect the insurance policy?
No.
I wouldn't ever do that.
Yes, we had a bad argument, as you can see,
but I would never kill him.
I didn't murder my husband, my ex-husband.
Lucas.
-Mom! -Oh my God.
Nice to meet you. Ángela Ferrer.
I'm Lucas's mother.
Becky.
Mom, this is my… my girlfriend.
Your girlfriend?
Yeah, um, she came to see me, and we fell asleep. That's all.
How cute you are.
She's the au pair that Dad hired.
Of course, the babysitter.
Eva told me a lot about you.
Where are you from, Becky?
From Colombia, but…
Um, I live in Las Vegas.
Las Vegas? Did you know Lucas's dad loves Vegas?
Absolutely loves it. Right, my love?
Okay, get dressed and help me with the shopping bags then.
We all need to do our part.
Your lawyer told me he's not appealing the sentence.
-Something happen? -No, everything's fine.
I got tired of this circus, and I just want to stop playing.
I've got more urgent things to do, and I need your help for that, Indira.
Here is the answer to the riddle.
In fact, here are the answers to all of your questions.
But read this… carefully.
These are my memoirs, Indira.
-How are you? -I'm better, baby. I'm good.
-Are you sure? -Yeah, don't worry.
I've spoken to security,
and I'm hiring more, so this won't happen again.
Camila, it's fine. It's okay. Please, it's all fine.
I need a favor.
Sure, what do you want?
Just ask.
I need you to tell me everything you know about Ángela Ferrer.
Please.
I know my father's the one behind all of this.
And everything I do, it's for him.
It's all for him.
To keep his memory alive.
Even though he's no longer here, he fully supports me.
I know that completely.
The plan was designed in a particular way, and people were chosen to follow it.
So that if my father passed away, it was clear who's to blame, you know.
Miguel and Camila.
I have to hang up.
Who were you talking to?
An engineer at the company.
You look really great, Mom.
-Thank you. -The guests are gonna be here soon.
Are you ready?
Let's go.
Noa, when you want to know any info about my time with Ángela,
ask me, not Camila. Got it?
That was a conversation between me and Camila.
It was private.
-I don't know what she told you. -Camila said nothing to me.
It was Moira.
Moira.
Who the hell do you think you are? You trying to drive me crazy?
You don't need any help with that, baby.
Well, you don't know who you're messing with.
-Ah, no, I don't? -No.
-So show me, please. -Hey.
Please let me see your criminal side.
That's why you're afraid of the police, right?
Because we all know there wasn't a murderer here.
You made it all up in that crazy screwed up head of yours.
Are all trans dancers as fucked up as you?
-I'm gonna fuck you up, you little bitch! -Bring it on!
Whoa, stop it!
Clonazepam?
-That's not mine. -Oh, it's not?
-It doesn't belong to me! -You took them.
-So you'd faint and fall on stage! -You put it there!
-You liar! -I didn't put it there.
-You fucking bitch! -You're playing the victim!
-Noa, that's enough. Stop it. -You're a psycho.
Let go of me! Let go of me!
-Come on! Let go of me! -Hey, calm down. Just calm down!
STRATEGIC PARTNERSHIP AGREEMENT
This partnership is gonna be a huge success, you'll see,
and you know you can trust me.
I agree with you 100%,
and obviously I can trust you. Always.
Cami, you know how hurt I was when you left me,
but I'm healing.
Or at least I'm getting there.
Really?
I have to confess something to you.
I've always thought that you're the best man I've ever known.
What I don't understand is why you left with Miguel
if I mean that much to you.
Oh, God.
Camila,
I want you to know I will always be there for you.
Even if those memories come back to me, even if people wanted me to hate you,
I wouldn't do it
because I will always love you.
I love you… so much.
All right, then.
Let's get started.
-Hello. -You look beautiful.
-You do too. -Welcome.
Thanks, Lucas.
Hello.
Glad you could make it.
-Please, come in. -Hi, Ángela.
-Welcome. -Nice to see you.
Do you want champagne or…?
I think I need a cognac.
Yes, of course.
Good evening and welcome everyone, please.
I want to dedicate this first toast to you,
the people who are and have been there for me.
Thank you for supporting and still believing in me
during one of the most difficult times of my life.
You stayed loyal to me.
For that reason, I thank you.
So let's toast.
-Salud. -Salud.
Lucas.
Cheers.
Welcome! Salud.
Hi, there! Hello, Lucas. How are you?
Mom?
Well, good evening.
Just for you.
I didn't receive a formal invite for this evening,
but perhaps it was sent to the wrong number.
It felt important that I come here tonight.
I'm so happy that I did.
I need to grab a drink 'cause I walked here.
Good evening, everybody. How are we all doing?
-Well, hello. -Nice to see you.
I'm so thirsty. I need a drink.
Want to tell me why that guy is here?
I didn't invite him.
You can take the trash out or I can.
Sorry?
Excuse me? It's my house, Miguel. No one is getting kicked out.
So, what about your children?
At least you had the decency before to let it be a secret, but now--
But now, I want to shout it out loud from the rooftops,
and there won't be a problem.
You're seriously making a scene right now?
In my house? Don't you dare do that.
Inti.
Relax, no one's here.
They're all at the party that we weren't invited to.
We need to find the money, Joanna. You hear me?
The money.
Not gold, not jewelry, not diamonds. Don't bother with that shit.
-Just look for the money. -Darling, don't be vulgar.
I know what this job's about.
-I know, but we gotta find it. -Yeah.
We need it more than anything right now.
Okay, but I need you to focus and get your mind off of Camila.
All right?
Good?
Lucas, you little boy.
I'm very sorry.
Please tell me, what exactly did you find?
The remains were found near Manacoa Island.
We found parts of his skull and his jaw bone.
Are you… Are you absolutely sure they belong to Santiago?
Yes, they're his. I'm very sorry.
Thank you.
I'm grateful you've at least found something
that allows us to start recovering and make sure my son has a proper burial.
But this is the most important thing.
Swear to me that you'll find the killer
and justice will be served.
Would you please?
Ángela said she didn't invite him, but he just showed up.
And in front of my kids.
Here's your juice, honey.
I love you.
-I know that this one is your favorite. -Thank you. Thanks.
Do you want me to talk to Eva?
I'm just saying, we're both women,
and it might be easier for her to open up to me.
But what would you say?
That Inti is her mother's lover?
No, no, how could you think I'd say something like that? I don't know.
Well, I would simply tell her the truth so she won't imagine things.
Okay, baby, but she's just a little girl, so I don't know.
Yes, a little girl who's having adult problems.
That's true. That's right.
It's just about being a bit more understanding.
Thank you.
So what's up?
-I have a surprise. -A surprise?
Tell me it's a vacation.
Um, that's coming soon. I promise.
Seriously, my love. We will.
I know we've had some difficulties that are not like most other couples.
Yet when I'm with you, I feel so happy.
And it's not because of Honeymoon.
The way you treat my kids and have been there for them,
especially how you are with Eva.
That means… so much.
It makes me love you more.
Okay.
Will you close your eyes, please?
-Ah, here? Right now? Okay. -Yes.
Yeah, we can't wait much longer, so, my love, keep them closed.
Not yet. Keep 'em closed. Good.
Getting there.
-This is taking a long time. -Setting it up. Almost.
Open your eyes.
Camila Román…
will you be my wife?
I don't know you. I haven't known you since Cartagena
when I discovered that you have been lying to me!
Just leave me alone!
The thing is, you weren't only pretending to be Fernando Castel.
You weren't Miguel Estévez either.
Are you okay, baby? You got quiet.
Well, it's just that
you caught me off-guard.
We were talking about Inti and Eva.
-Then you pull out a ring and… -You're right. I know.
I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself, and I couldn't wait anymore.
Yes, you're right.
No, I know. You can't wait.
I won't, Miguel.
I can't.
This isn't what I want. I'm not ready for this.
I'm sorry.
Can you tell me why?
-What is it that you need, Camila? -I don't need anything, Miguel.
Oh, so then, what is it?
But I'm terrified of making the same mistakes I made with David,
and what can I tell you?
You were around for the whole thing. You know what happened.
Really? That's why?
Because of David?
-Yes, it is. -Really?
And I'm thinking of you, that I might hurt you, Miguel.
It's not because of Oliver?
Oliver?
Yes, Oliver.
No. It has nothing to do with Oliver. No.
All right, Camila, then
tell me what to do so we can save this.
The thing is we're not saving anything.
-Then what are we? -This relationship is fine, okay?
You and I are both doing well.
We have great chemistry.
We're a good couple.
We have great sex.
We live very well in our own houses.
I'm not ready for anything more serious.
I just don't know if I wanna make things official,
be a married couple, get a house together, have children, a family.
-Okay, we can wait and see. -Can't you understand that I am broken?
Okay?
And I don't want to hurt you.
Are we finished?
-Finished? -Yeah.
-No, that's not-- -Hello!
Hey, there!
What are you doing here?
-How are you? -What's going on?
-How are you? -You good?
-Everything okay? -We're fine.
What's wrong, Miguel? Why the long face?
We thought you'd be flying to Spain.
And here we are bringing you good news.
We've rented a house. It's the one where the guy died.
Honey, don't say it like that.
-It's House L. -Why not?
Excuse me.
I'm going now. I'll see you.
Can we talk?
-You didn't give me a chance to explain. -I'd rather not.
But I think we have a beautiful relationship
and an honest one.
Let's not let these things ruin what we have,
and if you have any doubts about Ángela, or my past, or anything,
I'm here. You can ask.
Inti, it was a conversation between me and Camila, all right?
And so Moira makes things up.
That's what she does.
-Then let's talk seriously. -And I'm being serious too.
Moira despises me.
-She put the pills in the locker. -I'm with you, not Moira.
Let's just talk together, my love.
"My love"?
Yes, my love.
It's how it is.
Can we say, "my love"?
Hmm?
You can trust me.
Whatever you want to know, just ask me.
I'll tell you.
The sea was supposed to take away his remains,
but that didn't happen.
It's only a matter of time, Ángela.
They're going to put us back in jail.
This time, forever.
Vannessa, stop.
Okay?
I have to think about my children.
I can't complicate things even more.
I've decided to confess to the police.
Last night, you were fine.
What happened?
No.
I've never been fine. I was pretending.
Mmm.
I can't do it anymore, especially since Inti came back.
Because?
-Because I'm jealous. -Ah.
How can you sleep with a guy who's the same age as your son?
Oh, Vannessa.
Let everyone judge me, but not you.
What if we do something?
You go to your house
and take one of your miracle pills and relax.
And don't you ever say that again.
Don't even think about the police.
Okay.
I think it's better if I go now.
UNKNOWN NUMBER
Miguel proposed to me, by the way.
-No, for real? -Yes.
-He asked you to marry him? -We were sitting over there.
And he tells me to stay still and close my eyes.
-I opened them and boom, a wedding ring. -I can't believe it.
You must be thrilled. This is what you want?
I said no.
You said no to that man?
I don't want to be a wife, Noa. Not at this point in my life.
It felt wrong and I was desperate, so I gave a thousand reasons why I can't.
-Oh no. -I told him I couldn't.
That we were fine the way things are, living separately, you know?
No.
-It's difficult. -Okay, sure. Yes, I guess.
It's your choice, my friend. It's not my choice.
If that's how it is, then that's how it is.
I'm sorry, can we talk about something else?
How are things with Inti?
Mmm?
So it's good, I see.
It's better than ever. We're doing really well, honestly.
And?
-That's it. -Have you made things official?
-Tell me. -No, Camila. No, no, no, no, no, no.
It's too soon to make it official.
But, yes, I haven't been with anyone in a while, you know,
and this time,
what I feel when I'm with him, I have never felt before.
The important thing is you're happy,
but I still need to tell you some things I found out.
Last night, Inti left the club.
He went to Ángela Ferrer's party.
Miguel told me that he had a problem with Lucas, okay?
Camila, listen, I don't need to know this.
-Oh, yes. You do. -What's the point?
-Why would I? -No, wait. Noa, why not?
I'm telling you this, so you can know everything.
I don't want you to get hurt.
I'm your friend, and I have to tell you the truth.
What happened?
Lucas saw Inti taking Ángela's panties out of her drawer.
What are you doing? What the fuck!
-He was taking Ángela's panties? -Yeah, I know. It sounds really strange.
I'm sorry.
Here's the search warrant you asked for.
Where is Laura Solano's office?
-Just down the hall. -Thank you.
Guys, I need everybody out of here.
Don't be like that. I already told you, we're family here.
Mmm, and I'm not part of the family?
You hide me because you're ashamed of me,
because I don't belong to the elite and high society of Riviera Esmeralda.
Becky, you're wrong.
-I'm right. -I didn't say that.
-Lucas, it's over. -What?
I don't want to stay with you.
You take me for granted, so no.
Listen, Becky, you know what my mom's like.
You know I can't talk about those kinds of things to her.
Well, but you told her I was your girlfriend.
Exactly.
I did, right?
That's not enough?
-Okay, it's fine. -Yeah?
Hey, what are you two doing?
Mmm.
I don't know.
What do you think?
I'm sorry, Lucas, but I need to talk to your father about this.
Mmm, if I were you, I wouldn't do that.
I know you're fucking his brother, bitch.
Mm-hmm.
You heard her.
So, either shut your mouth,
or I'll tell my dad you're sleeping with my uncle.
Because I also know he's my uncle.
I'm happy with your performance, and I really can't complain.
You're loyal.
You take your responsibilities seriously,
which isn't something you can find just anywhere.
Oh, but I need all of this to go faster.
Don't make me wait too long, Oliver.
Please.
I want Camila Román out of Colombia now.
Now!
The best way to destroy her is to ruin her business.
You need to make Golden Lips disappear.
You got it, Ángela.
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