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Won? Who has won?

You've created a war that doesn't exist, Giovanna.

I just want to live my life.

I know you're the one behind this.

Why?

Why do you want to destroy me?

I just want you to confess.

I know you killed my father.

I can't confess to a crime I didn't commit.

You can shout to the world you're innocent,

but I know the truth.

You had an affair with him.

And, look, how interesting,

a strand of your hair

was found on that boat.

It was stuck to his blood.

I don't deny I went for a ride with him.

But I have a son, Giovanna, Fabrício.

He's very sick.

He needs me, to pay for his treatment.

I know you can't stand me.

That's true, I really can't.

But think about him.

He's your cousin's son. He's Gui's son.

That's the point. I can help your son.

I'm sure his treatment won't be a problem.

You just have to transfer his custody to my mother.

Never.

He's my son. I'll look after him.

How will you look after him from jail?

But look, I can ease your life. Here's what we'll do.

Let's do this. Give up your son. I'll leave him with my mother.

You confess, and I'll get you an excellent lawyer.

-The best. -Stop it.

I just need you to confess.

Testify you killed my father, as I know you did.

His death will be made official, and I take over the company.

You're trying to gain from your father's death!

You know my father and I had been distant for a while.

You've never loved anyone, have you, Giovanna?

-Loving is wasting of time. -Loving is gaining time.

That's enough.

You can either confess or you rot in jail.

I'm not guilty.

-That proof of yours isn't real! -Wake up!

I'm rich.

I hired a great lawyer to put you in here,

and you don't even have money to hire an ambulance chaser.

If you don't confess, you son will have no treatment.

Poor child.

And you? How will you get out of here?

Think.

Think.

Laila, I'm here.

Laila.

Laila?

I've talked to him. Paying cash, we get a discount.

-Okay. -Just a minute.

Aretusa, is everything okay?

Hi, Ariel, I got here but I can't enter.

The bedroom door is closed.

But she's home.

But I'm calling her phone and no one answers.

Okay, I'm coming over.

-We'll continue this later. -Alright.

-Aretusa. -I've called several times.

-She won't pick up. -Quick.

Laila, are you there, my love?

-Something might have happened. -She never locks this door.

Laila?

Oh my God!

Laila, hey, wake up, my love!

Like this, come on.

-Why did she take all of this? -She's cold.

Come with me.

Wake up, Laila! Hey!

Wait.

-Go ahead. -Laila!

She'll recover, won't she?

-Do you know what she took? -This one, doctor.

Let's perform a gastric irrigation.

Excuse me.

I can't believe it.

What have you done, Laila?

Angel is in jail because of that scumbag, Cristiano.

I'd pay a lawyer if I could.

What is she accused of, babe?

Murder, but I don't think she's guilty.

It costs money to defend someone from murder.

You'll need help from someone who can afford more than you.

The empress.

I'll talk to the empress tomorrow.

Now I have to see the new girl. Let's go?

Let's. The country girl?

Didn't you say she's not a model yet?

But she's got all it takes.

As she had nowhere to go, I took her to the girls' place.

I'm such a nice girl.

You want to be a saint, right?

Maybe people will notice my virtues.

Saint. I'd like to be an altar saint.

You're more of a demon, come on.

Hi, neighbor.

Come on, stop that. You're jealous.

Hello!

We brought this plant for you!

-I love it! -Hey!

Stop that. I love you!

Look, Lisa, let me say something serious.

I felt so bad for the girl that I thought,

-sweet Lisa will help me. -I'll get a beer here.

You know we have no available bunkbed.

-Please, Lisa. -No, no.

-It's for me, honey. -Alright.

If she wants to stay on the couch, it's okay with me.

I love it!

She won't see the difference between the bed and the couch.

Joseph, come here.

Take a look at Reiko's dance pole.

-Visky. -Lara.

-How are you, bitch? -Bitch?

It's just an affectionate way of speaking, sunshine.

-Are you looking after her? -As you asked.

I lent her some clothes. She has nothing.

I told you why. My stuff was stolen on the bus.

Visky, I want to thank you so much.

You know I don't have anywhere to stay.

If it weren't for you, I'd be...

Honey, with that body, that face and those eyes,

the world will open up to you!

Come here. Let me introduce you.

This is my boyfriend, Joseph. I can call you boyfriend, right?

You already have, but sure.

-Hello. -Boyfriend?

-Boyfriend. -You nailed it, naughty boy.

Julia, Gabrielle, stop staring at my man, alright?

Honey, get me a beer, please?

Lara, living at Lisa's place is paid for by the agency.

Really, it's not a five-star hotel.

-Don't say that. -But it's nice, safe, cozy.

You thought a model's life would be more glamorous.

This is how a career starts.

The agency gives a weekly allowance for food,

if there are no jobs. Pocket money.

But is it all for free?

No, nothing is for free.

You pay. You'll pay to live here,

for the clothes we get you, and also for your food.

All of that with jobs that will come.

I owe before having started?

Things are getting real.

Now you have to rest, relax, and look gorgeous,

because tomorrow you'll meet the empress.

-Who's the empress? -It's Blanche.

The owner.

If she's not on board, you can't even enter the agency.

But don't worry, she'll like you.

Jeez, Visky!

Angel will confess. I'm sure of that.

If she doesn't,

our proof is relative. A good lawyer gets her out.

That's the point. She can't afford a good lawyer.

Won't the agency help?

You know, good thing you said that.

-A dessert? -No, I'm not feeling well.

-I'd better go. -What is it?

My head is killing me. Excuse me.

It was my fault, Angel.

But it couldn't be different. It had to happen this way.

I have a plan for us, Angel.

You called me. I came quickly.

And brought us some beer.

-Not for me. -Are you crazy?

Have some!

What's going on?

I put Angel in jail.

There you go. You're good! Congrats!

Don't congratulate me. I feel like shit!

I pushed all the evidence, Eurípedes.

Actually, I keep thinking I did what I did out of anger.

Though I think what I think is exactly how it should be.

How crazy that is.

But I don't know what is on your mind.

I want Angel.

I want her so much.

But I have to be more important than that millionaire.

Hold on, Cristiano.

I don't understand you.

You won't understand.

Forget it. I have a lot on my mind.

But I know I'm getting to the target, Eurípedes.

Cristiano.

You have a client who paid you to arrest Angel.

You got paid for it, Cristiano.

-You did your job. -What job?

What job did I do?

This was revenge, Eurípedes.

I know that what's behind all this is revenge.

Revenge, because Angel rejected me.

I keep thinking...

about her in jail, her son,

her sick son, at home.

See that? How is that possible?

How is that possible?

Cristiano.

What's done is done.

It's too late to go back.

Late? Is it late, Eurípedes?

It's not too late, Eurípedes.

Here, come on.

It's never too late.

You can let her come up.

You're up early.

I know you didn't expect to see me here, but...

We have friends in common. I got your address.

Welcome!

What's it about?

It's pretty simple. Angel is in jail.

What did she do?

She killed my father.

She was with him on a boat when he disappeared.

She says she is innocent.

That's a serious accusation.

I've followed the story.

I'll level with you, Blanche, if you'll allow.

I put Cristiano at the agency so he'd get close to Angel.

Actually, he's a private investigator.

I thought he was just your boyfriend.

He's very hot, we've hooked up a few times,

but he's just a hired investigator.

Let's get to the point?

I need to legally prove that my father is dead.

It's a matter of money, a lot of money.

His body hasn't been found. Angel needs to confess.

But is it a sure thing that she...

Well, I know her very well.

Since school days, she has never fooled me.

She came from the outskirts, started to get ahead.

The fact is Angel can't get out of jail and face this trial.

You came to me for a reason.

Where do I fit in?

They'll ask for your help,

to pay for a lawyer for Angel.

But I'm your client. I'll have the catalogs done.

The fashion show.

Don't get in my way.

Don't worry.

My agency is not a charity.

I won't spend my money to defend Angel.

I won't lift a finger.

And this is the fee

-Good morning! -Empress.

Empress, I know you're beautiful and good, virtually an angel.

Help a soul in despair, Angel. It's urgent.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

It's all gone to the dogs.

-Good morning, Aline! -Hello.

Visky, I know what you want.

Angel was arrested.

Her son is sick. She has no money.

The agency needs to get her a lawyer.

I don't recall offering free legal services, right?

But Angel is the star in our cast.

She was.

Do you think I can keep her after she's been in jail?

Homicide.

Just being accused is enough to end a model's career.

Empress, what if we say she is innocent?

Look at me. Do you think I want to save the world?

I like my money a lot.

I won't spend it on a model charged with murder.

-Queen, I'm asking you, please. -Now leave.

Fly away, bibelot, before I break you.

A serious matter, ask Lourdeca for a cappuccino.

Leave, insect.

Wait, do you really think I have a chance?

Visky knows. If he says you'll be a model, you will.

-Hi, Reiko, how are you? -Hi, Cris.

-How are you? -How are things?

Are you going to the agency?

I am. I'll try to get in.

-Are you a model here, too? -I am.

You're pretty.

A nice watch, too. A men's watch.

It belonged to someone special. I'm wearing it for luck.

Relax, it'll work out.

-Bye. -Bye-bye.

Visky is out of his mind.

Imagine spending the agency's money with a model in jail.

No client will want their image associated with a prisoner.

Never. I'll forget about Angel.

I'm sorry.

-What is it? -My stomach is feeling strange.

I think the cappuccino smell has made me nauseous.

-Take something. -I will.

Before I forget, Betty's assistant called,

saying she'll come by later.

Oh, schedule it.

Besides being a great customer, Betty is my good friend.

What's that noise?

Careful, he's an investigator.

It's his fault Angel is in jail.

Stop that, Visky. I'm losing my cool with you.

Visky found out he's an investigator a while ago.

Actually, he's only here for that reason.

I smoked beside him once.

You shouldn't have. This isn't the place for that.

Not here. It was at the club. He saw us buying some stuff.

What stuff?

I'm not addicted. relax. I use it once in a while.

That's not cool. We'll talk later.

A detective can't be here. We'll lose our freedom.

Freedom to buy drugs?

No one wants to work right with the police.

I'm not a police officer.

I'm a private investigator. I was a cop, but I quit.

I won't be able to look at your face.

Despite those muscles. You put Angel in jail!

-What's going on? -What's this noise?

Come here, Cris. We need to talk.

In spite of being mistreated,

I'd like to talk to my queen bee later.

I have a new face to introduce to you.

I'll be in my office after talking to him.

Model or investigator, Cristiano?

Blanche, I came to the agency to get close to Angel.

To be closer and be able to investigate.

Being a model wasn't a plan, but I like it.

I make some extra money.

Yes, but I know you refused work.

I was finalizing the investigation.

I needed more time.

Now what?

Now I think it's a great time to resume.

But Visky said he won't put me in the casting again.

Leave it to me.

You are good-looking. If you want to stay, you will.

Visky.

Empress.

Bibelot, Cristiano stays. It's an order.

From now on, he will be in all castings.

Don't say a word.

-I'm speechless. -It's better that way.

Now, let's see the girl. Make yourself at home, Cris.

-Thank you. -Come on.

-Just walk around naturally. -Make a good face.

She has no experience.

But I'm determined. I want to learn.

A new face is new.

Don't you be ironic.

Empress, it's obvious she's perfect.

Another discovery of mine, because I have a gift.

But she showed up here with nowhere to go.

I was robbed.

You have no money?

-She's the investment kind. -Not even for the portfolio?

We'll make the portfolio and she'll pay with her work.

Wait, I owe for the apartment, food, and also the portfolio?

Walk a bit more, my dear.

She's very raw, Visky.

If we invest in you, we've got to get it back.

We'll make the portfolio for her.

-Clothes you get as an exchange. -Of course.

Do you know about the job?

I know I'll have to learn how to model, to pose.

I'll teach her everything.

I can see that you don't know everything.

-What else do I need to know? -Empress, I'll tell her in time.

Hush, hush, it's better.

Darling, let's go. We have a lot of work ahead.

One moment.

-What's your name? -Lara Cunha.

Lara.

A model, a great model as you may become,

needs an artistic name.

A magic name.

I hadn't thought about that.

From now on your name will be...

Lua.

Lua.

Why didn't you tell me that before?

The boy is your cousin's son.

He's part of my family.

So, Angel is in jail and the boy is uncared for.

You didn't quit until she was in jail.

-What an obsession. -Igor, shut up!

Mom, I didn't come here for nothing.

I figured, Giovanna. What do you want?

You take over her son's custody.

You can do it. She's in jail. You're the closest relative.

Of course I'd look after Gui's son.

But she was just arrested. Don't you think it's too early?

I have to pressure Angel.

Her confession may solve everything.

Do you get it?

We need to threaten her, to make her confess.

What do you want from me?

I'd like you to put Irina in the agency, doing whatever.

She can take care of the portfolios, whatever.

But I don't need new employees.

I know, but it can be an internship.

You've hired so many boys from the blue book.

Currently it's Matheus.

-Won't she find out? -No.

No, I'm satisfied with Matheus. I won't be looking for others.

Visky works with the blue and the pink books in secret, right?

He just needs to keep quiet

and not talk to the other models about my past.

If that worm opens his mouth, I'll step on it.

That's it.

Look, a message from Irina. She arrived.

She's at the agency.

So, will you help me?

Irina, I'm sorry. I got here earlier and invited Blanche

for a drink near here, but it was good,

because I hadn't talked to her about the favor.

Oh, my name now is favor?

Don't talk like that, Irina. Sometimes you're a bit bitter.

It's not a favor. Betty and I are great friends.

-She'll ditch me at the agency. -Irina.

Nonsense. I'm happy you're here.

I need someone to help the people who do the castings.

I told Betty, and she told me about you.

I said you're smart, creative, intelligent.

My goodness, lightning will strike here.

-It's your first praise of me. -It's sincere.

If you want, you start as an intern.

Starting a career in an agency like this would be great.

Come, Irina. I'll introduce you.

Lourdeca, where's Visky?

I don't want to gossip, but he left.

-He left during working hours? -Stop plotting, Lourdeca.

-He's taking care of Lua. -Not really.

He put her in a car with Reiko and said he'll schedule a shoot.

But where he is right now, I have no clue.

Ask Joseph. Aren't you two a thing?

You know I won't hit you because you're a woman.

Just try to hit me.

I'll sue you. I'll call the police.

Stop this, you two.

Lourdeca has nothing to do with Joseph's and Visky's lives.

This is Irina.

-Hello. How are you? -Hey, Irina.

-She's my step-daughter. -How are you?

Irina, you'll be dealing with the models.

I'll win the Miss Congeniality contest.

-Welcome. -Will she work here?

She's not a model. She isn't tall enough.

Chiara, that's enough.

Aline, please show Irina the electronic portfolios.

Of course. Come on.

Later I'd like to know why Visky left without telling me.

Bye, beautiful.

Come back soon.

Bye, cutie.

See you soon.

How are you? Do you remember me?

Pia, Gui's aunt.

My dear late nephew.

It's a pity I haven't seen much of you in the past years.

We were living on the farm.

Gui wanted to take over his parents' land.

Everything went wrong. I guess you know that.

I do.

I lent the money. The debt was left to me.

I dealt with it.

You played Giovanna's game.

I guess you didn't come here to say nice things.

I came here to help you, Angel.

I started to think about your situation.

Your son can't be alone and abandoned, while you're in jail.

I want you to sign a document, giving me your son's custody.

Giovanna made the same threat.

You're playing her game again.

I won't give up my son.

You're in jail.

I'll go to family court. It's fast.

-And I'll take custody of him. -No.

I'll do whatever I can to make it permanent.

My nephew was very dear to me, Angel.

But I'd always known he was extremely unhappy with you.

He got into drugs and there was the accident,

which was never explained.

I was in the car.

I could have died, too.

It'll be much better for your son

not to be raised by you.

My son is sick. Did you know that?

You can relax. I'll take very good care of him.

I brought a lawyer.

-The sooner you sign... -I won't sign anything.

I'll never give up my son.

Never.

Sorry, I didn't know there was someone here.

It's okay. Sometimes I escape from the main room.

Too much talking.

-I know. -Do you want some help?

I do. Aline asked me for it

for the shoot tomorrow.

Sure, I think I got that campaign.

They said it'll be a quick one.

-Really? -Yeah.

Have I seen you before?

Sure, I'm Irina, Betty's step-daughter.

-You were in her fashion show. -Yes, at the fashion show.

-Of course. -I recognized you.

Betty was here. She introduced me to the staff.

-Really. -Yes.

I should have talked to her.

What about?

I don't know, figure of speech. I could have said hello.

-You ask a lot of questions. -Yeah, I know I do.

I'll start working here, actually.

-Really? -As an intern.

-Cool. -Yes.

In that case, good luck. You'll need it here.

I won't need luck, because I started from the top.

I was introduced.

I get it.

But it's good to receive good vibes from you.

It can't do any harm, right?

No, it can't.

-Do you want me to leave? -No, make yourself at home.

-Are you sure? -Positive.

-Irina, if you need anything. -Yes, I remember.

Matheus, I won't ever forget. Excuse me.

How is she, doctor?

She's recovering. She'll go home today.

But we must proceed with caution.

Drink a lot of liquids.

Her stomach will be irritated for a few days.

I'll see that she eats as well as possible.

But most importantly, you need to treat the cause.

-Whatever made her take pills. -I'll take care of that, doctor.

I'll take care of that.

You didn't show up. I found it strange.

I needed to think.

I've had a lot of cases, but I never got so involved.

It's over.

It's over.

Now it's just you and me.

You and me.

You only think of yourself, don't you?

You don't think of anyone else.

Have you thought about me, how I'm feeling, Giovanna?

Today at the agency, I was harassed.

And what did you expect, my angel?

You put Angel in jail.

Anyway, you don't even need to go there anymore.

Why? What if I want to model?

What if I want some extra cash?

I thought you didn't like that.

You've been bitten by fame.

It's not that. I don't want to be famous.

Never say never. It only takes one walk on the runway.

Having all those people looking at you,

your photos in the magazines, on sites. Nothing better.

I don't want to be famous.

I'd like to return to the police in grand style.

We're all conflicted. Look at me.

I own a company, I have a huge inheritance,

but I want to model.

I want to be on the runway, in catalogs. I want to shine.

I understand you want to shine, too.

Do you understand?

I'll go back. Blanche said I could. I'm the type.

And I want to.

Forget about Angel.

Think about your future, your success.

Look at me.

I'm sure she killed my father.

I know you feel like crap, but you are not.

You did what was right. You arrested the culprit.

The key to my apartment.

Stop by later.

I'll think about it. I need to think for a bit.

If you don't want to go today, you can go tomorrow.

I just want you to understand something.

Angel will pass.

I, Giovanna Lovatelli Ticiano, will remain.

Why isn't Visky here?

You should have called ahead, gorgeous.

Lourdeca, you've put on weight since the last time I saw you.

Do you think so? You look the same, but older.

Your skin looks tired.

Don't irritate me. Now I'm a number one client here.

I'd like to talk to Visky about my team.

Have you heard, Ms. Scale?

I'll be posing for my own company.

I hadn't heard. But keep calling me Ms. Scale,

-I'll sue you for fat-phobia. -Really?

-Do that, I want to see it. -Stop fighting!

What do you want, Giovanna? I can help you.

I want to schedule a date in the studio.

I need to do my shoot, and I also want to look around

at the male cast. That's always good.

It won't work. I'm updating the electronic model portfolios.

The software is ancient. It's taking forever.

Visky will have a fit when he hears that.

Of course not. He'll thank me.

-I doubt that. -We'll see.

Visky can't even use the old software.

Hear me out, Kika.

You actually came here to see our reaction,

because of Angel being arrested, right?

I couldn't care less about Angel's arrest.

So, she's accused of killing your father,

and you don't care.

You want to burn me, don't you?

But isn't it true?

Was she the one who took Angel out?

So they say.

I just wanted justice.

I'm leaving, okay?

You, come with me.

-Me? -Yeah.

I saw you modeling. Maybe you can be part of the job.

Accompany me to the car. Come on.

Wow, she's fast.

Thank you for coming with me.

Sometimes I don't feel safe in this city.

-You seem to be very nice. -I don't need to be nice.

I'm rich.

That's even better.

Let's skip the introductions?

Come home with me, then I'll call you a car on the app.

Point-blank, just like that?

-You know... -I know.

Money is never a problem.

Angel ditched me. Why would I help?

But, think about her situation.

In jail, without a lawyer, and her son is sick.

Where's your heart?

Enough with the whining. It doesn't move me at all.

What if Angel changed her mind?

I know you're crazy about her.

I got involved with her.

But she doesn't want anything to do with my fantasies.

Percy.

Promise you'll keep the apartment,

her son's treatment and pay for a good lawyer?

I'd get her out in a flash if I wanted, Visky.

But won't she use me and run away like before?

No, I'll talk to her.

Tell her this time I won't forgive her.

If I help her and she tries to ditch me again,

I'll take a terrible revenge. And I know how to do it.

Relax. I'll talk to her, I promise.

Then I'll call you. You two talk and get on the same page.

Save Angel.

You have no choice, Angel.

I'm afraid of his fantasies, Visky.

I know he can hurt me one day.

The only one who has money and power to help you is Percy.

Butterfly, I don't know what to tell you.

It's your life, I know.

But, there's your son, too.

And I'm risking having him taken away from me.

You need someone powerful, Angel.

Call him.

Tell him to come here.

Nice, Giovanna.

Tadeu.

Angel, you have a visitor.

I wasn't expecting you anymore, not this late.

Visky called, I spoke to the lawyer,

and she arranged the visit.

As you can see, I came. I'm here.

And I know you want to talk to me.

I don't need to talk. Just look at my situation.

It's unfortunate.

If you had been with me, I'd never have let this happen.

I'm willing to take care of you.

I love you.

In my twisted way, but I do.

The question is,

will you let me take care of you?

Please.

-Take care of me. -I like hearing that.

Angel, we've tried a few times and you ran away.

I want you. I'm deeply attracted to you.

I won't run away anymore.

I won't run away from you anymore, Percy.

Promise me.

I'll tie you up, blindfold you.

I'll slap you.

I'll burn you, for the sake of my pleasure.

Are you prepared, Angel?

I know you're afraid of me.

I am.

I'm afraid of you.

I love hearing that.

I enjoy your fear so much.

Then, when it's over, every time, I'll spoil you,

take care of you, like a queen. You know that.

But, Angel, you have to give your word,

and keep it, otherwise...

Otherwise I can be bad, very bad.

Do you give me your word?

I accept.

Get me a lawyer, take care of my son, treat him.

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll be your slave.

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