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A VIX ORIGINAL SERIES

4 HOURS EARLIER

Young man.

Hi. Could you bring my car, please?

Sandra, where are you?

Federico wants you back on the case, call me.

POLLEN

25 YEARS EARLIER

What is it?

I told you just a little more.

Jacobo.

Son, react.

I need you to go to your bedroom and stay there.

Go!

Trauma like that can block memory.

How did they know he killed his mother?

Jacobo started having nightmares,

and I decided to treat him to relive the moment.

So was he able to remember everything?

No. When Ms. Zamudio adopted him,

he refused to continue with the treatment.

Did Beatriz know what was going on with him?

Yes, I told her.

And I gave her a report with all the details.

And what about the police?

Jacobo was an abused child.

All he wanted was to escape.

Our night isn't over yet.

You enjoyed it.

You're a delicious whore.

My favorite little slut.

I don't want to be your favorite slut.

I want to be your only slut.

Fuck.

What the hell do you want?

You have to accompany us to the prosecutor's office.

What happened?

Your husband has to answer some questions

about his mother's death.

I'm so sorry.

This is the third time I've called you.

It is urgent that you come to the prosecutor's office.

I have to go.

What are you talking about?

You were right.

This is too much for me to deal with.

I was wrong again.

Dude, your plan worked.

Mendoza stole the folder we left with the false files.

Juan, the lawyer?

I'll interrogate him and send him to see you.

Don't do anything stupid, please.

You got Juan into all this!

- You said you didn't care anymore. - He's my husband.

Your husband who does whatever he wants with you,

- don't you get it? - Dad.

You and I both know he didn't do it.

Fine,

I won't deny it,

I stole that folder.

Someone is blackmailing me.

I'm not a murderer.

But I have things to hide, like everyone else.

Ah, well, I'm all ears.

At some point I had to solve company issues

that interested Beatriz.

Talk.

After that crazy press conference...

I started getting these messages.

YOU HAVE NO CHOICE. IF I GO DOWN, YOU'RE GOING WITH ME.

STEAL THE PAPERS AND PHOTOS OF THE RESTORED DOCUMENTS

What papers?

Evidence.

Business we did with Beatriz.

I burned them and threw them into the engine room,

but apparently someone found them.

Does anyone else know

about the existence of these documents?

Beatriz and my wife Isabella.

But she didn't send those messages.

Why are you so sure about that?

Because she's my wife.

I know her.

Either that, or all this bullshit

about these messages is theatrics

to divert attention.

If you don't believe me...

make a formal accusation.

Investigate where those messages came from.

And find out if the false file folder

is still where he says he left it.

Yes, sir.

Why are you still here?

Come here.

You and I haven't talked in a long time.

You knew about it.

You and Dad, and you never told me anything.

You're stronger than me.

You were able to do something that I never could.

Be yourself with Beatriz Zamudio.

Covering up my dad's mistresses was my revenge.

But even in that, Beatriz beat me.

She always knew.

And are you going to keep covering up for Juan?

I don't know if that's something I can rebel against.

What are you doing here?

I came to see what was going on.

You?

An unfortunate confusion.

Fortunately, we've cleared everything up.

How about I take you and you tell me?

Yeah.

We don't have anything to do here.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Good evening.

That's why Jacobo came back a week earlier,

because they told him about the prison.

In the end, his father wanted him to know the truth.

Good motive.

And the flowers were the opportunity.

So Mendoza was right.

Maybe.

When we left the interrogation,

Jacobo was with the prosecution and...

he left with Mendoza.

How did Jacobo know that Juan was there?

I don't know.

Maybe someone in the family told him.

Or maybe...

Jacobo is the one who has been blackmailing Juan.

And that's how he knew he was being interrogated.

We have to get him to confess.

I can't do that.

Why not?

That's why you said you were wrong again.

Shit, Sandra, don't tell me you're fucking Jacobo.

I didn't just fuck him.

I believed in him.

I dismissed him as a suspect.

I screwed up.

Federico was right, you were right,

I always screw up, everyone was right.

You're not leaving, Sandra.

Federico isn't going to find out,

I'll help you fix your fucking mess.

I won't be able to look him in the eye.

Pretend that everything is fine between you two.

Take advantage of the situation

and find out if it was Jacobo who blackmailed Mendoza.

Although it's hard to believe...

I can't imagine who had the guts.

What if it wasn't someone in the family?

I burned those papers.

And I threw them away.

Whoever found them has full access to the hotel.

I know.

Mom had a lover.

He gave her that ring.

Juan,

that bastard is the only one

the prosecution doesn't have in its sights.

And who is he?

I talked to the owner of the jewelry store

that made it,

but in order to tell me who did it...

I'd need a court order.

To prove it's mine.

That's why you went to see the prosecution.

I need help.

The court order is impossible.

I don't work in the government, I can't get it for you.

But we can prove that the ring is yours.

Beatriz left everything to you, Jacobo.

You are her only heir.

OK, what do we have?

Obviously, when the agents arrived,

there were no files.

Everything is a mess around the hotel.

What about the messages?

They were sent from a cell phone,

but it stopped emitting a signal.

I want Isabella Luján questioned.

OK,

now that we're all here, we can go to the office.

I'm surprised how quickly and easily

you got rid of the prosecution.

I didn't kill Beatriz.

But you already knew that.

Oh, please.

I'll wait for you upstairs.

Although the prosecution hasn't closed the investigation,

I see no reason to wait any longer.

I asked Notary Martínez,

as well as the investigators and the prosecutor,

to accompany us to serve as witnesses

and attest to the facts.

I have Beatriz's will here.

And although technically

it is not necessary for everyone to be present,

I decided to bring you together

so there are no misunderstandings.

This will be quick.

Don't worry.

"I, Beatriz Zamudio Tenorio,

in full use of my faculties...

declare that all my assets

are bequeathed, without exclusions...

to my son Jacobo Zamudio Tenorio.

This includes the Zamudio Consortium,

Prestigio hotels,

my jewelry, bank accounts,

and every single thing of value I had in life."

Let me see that.

This is a fucking joke.

Shut up!

Please... leave.

Congratulations, motherfucker.

You killed her and you get everything.

It was you.

You forced Mom to do all this.

Isabella.

You wanted the killer?

There he is.

Take him and get the hell out of my hotel.

Senator, calm down.

I didn't kill my mom.

And this hotel isn't yours.

I don't want to do this...

but if anyone has to leave,

it's you.

Apologize to Jacobo.

You always knew,

you just wanted to keep your position.

If it weren't for me,

we'd be just as screwed as your dad.

What more proof of love do you want?

I didn't choose to love you.

But I can't stop doing it.

I'd rather you be dead...

than far from me.

We'll split it among the three of us.

For Isabella and you,

everything will remain the same.

But the companies are yours.

I make the decisions.

Don't expect me to thank you.

You and I know this doesn't belong to you.

Andrés.

The blackmailing is over.

Let's make things right.

Federico wants us to move on.

When are you going to talk to him?

I don't know if I want to know that he's the killer.

Why the hell didn't you tell him to fuck off?

We can still challenge the will.

And in the meantime?

Do we leave everything in their hands?

You have to be smart, even to be foolish.

I can't wait.

You can still count on us.

Well, if you leave Alejandra.

You know I can't do that.

The press has been on my ass

after what happened with Beatriz,

and I need it, it's a matter of image.

Do you really believe that?

I mean, you're a suspect in your wife's death.

Do you think being with your lover is going to help you?

She works in the media.

If I leave her now, I would have to face another scandal...

I can't.

No one knows you're back together.

Please put your sixties crisis aside.

Besides,

if you're left with nothing,

she's the one who's going to leave you.

Juan is going to be in charge of organizing everything.

But your dad can't stay in the company.

I understand.

That's fair.

Thank you for this.

You don't have to thank me.

There's something else I want to tell you.

I'm going to separate from Andrés.

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

Asking you for forgiveness doesn't seem like enough.

Leave it at that.

It's not worth it anymore.

This is the first time you haven't pushed me away

since you came back.

Forgive me.

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

Jacobo.

If you think that because we just fucked

I'm going to apologize, you're very mistaken.

I'm going to miss you.

Where are you going?

You son of a bitch.

You know I have no choice.

Beatriz is dead,

now who the hell are you going to blame?

I've sacrificed too much.

I messed up my life over and over for you.

No, asshole.

You're the only one responsible for your shit.

You wanted to see me.

I want to talk to you.

I know I didn't treat you right.

We both want the same thing, but...

- I shouldn't... - What made you change your mind?

You.

I need to tell you I'm sorry.

But right now I can't get the words out.

Please, let them out.

Because I think I feel the same as you.

How can you be so sure?

I'm here.

Can you forgive me?

I forgive you.

It's become your custom to leave us alone.

Give me my baby.

He stays with me.

If you want to leave,

go ahead.

You can't take my son away from me.

Oh, sweetheart.

What do you think of your mom?

Let's go for a walk just you and me,

because Mom is nervous.

She has a lot to think about regarding family.

My mother was a great person.

And so is my husband.

So you didn't know either

that your husband was blackmailed

and forced to steal the prosecution's evidence.

Did you know that Juan told us that only the three of you knew about the papers?

The ones they're using to blackmail him.

I would never hurt my husband.

What is it, Isabella,

are you having problems with him?

Because last night you looked very...

compenetrated.

Shut up.

You have no idea.

Sometimes sex isn't enough.

It takes love, respect.

I bet you'd love for him

to trust you like he did your mother.

I was always happy with how close

my mom and Juan were.

When's the last time you were at the hotel dump?

What?

Why would I be there?

That's all.

Thank you so much for your time, Isabella.

Your silence has cost me more

than half a million dollars.

3 DAYS BEFORE BEATRIZ'S DEATH

Not to mention everything I've given you

to save your family.

Why are you doing this?

Jacobo is your son too...

I don't want you to talk to him on my birthday.

I don't want you to see him.

Don't waste your time, dear.

Or money, it's not worth it.

And yes, indeed,

Jacobo is my son and I know him better than anyone,

and he will never forgive you.

If she has problems with her husband,

obviously she won't tell us.

Which, according to her, was never in the garbage.

I don't believe her.

I wouldn't rule it out.

You're right.

Let's go.

Where?

Let's check everyone who has access

to that area of the hotel.

Thank you for the information.

We'll talk later.

DOWNTOWN JEWELRY

Bloody hell.

I know it's here, where is it?

What are you talking about?

Don't treat me like I'm crazy.

Are you going to check the whole room?

Go ahead, I'll give you a hand.

Go on.

Happy?

Or do you want more?

I love you.

You can't love someone you don't even like.

I hope we can forget all this.

ONE WEEK BEFORE BEATRIZ'S DEATH

I know everything about your business.

And because of those businesses,

I think it's better that we forget

about this episode.

You son of a bitch.

I'm going to ruin you.

I knew it. How long have you been screwing my husband?

Are you waiting for me, darling?

Fuck.

No, no, no.

Get up!

Come. Sweetie.

You're going to be fine.

Help me!

You're going to be OK, sweetie.

Sweetie, react.

Help!

Sweetie.

Sweetie!

Help me!

Sweetie. Sweetie, you'll be OK.

Sweetie, react.

I feel great when I'm with you.

I feel great with you too.

Can I have five minutes?

Just five.

INVOICE RECEIVER SANDRA FITZGERALD VALERO

What are you doing?

INVOICE RECEIVER SANDRA FITZGERALD VALERO

Was it you?

Did you give my mom the ring?

Were you her lover?

Were you her lover?

Yes, it's me.

I'm the person you're looking for.

POLLEN