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What was that doing there?

After a month living there...

-Excuse me? -You won't tell me more?

It's over.

Is the princess tired of going over it? This has only just begun.

-Have a safe trip. -Goodbye.

Are you thinking the same as me?

-Let me take it off. -I'll take it off for you.

-The wardrobe. -What?

The door opened by itself, Rita.

With the youngster from Valladolid? Find somebody else.

-We want to move in together. -Are you sure?

We've waited our whole lives.

It was a ghost.

-It's not OK. -What do you mean, cousin? A blonde?

-Don't tell on me, Jonás. -Jonás?

-What about "country boy"? -Don't tell on me.

We asked the bank for a loan and they refused.

There's only one person who can fix this.

No.

-Give me that contract. -Am I back in Velvet? Yes or no?

-You're back. -Enrique didn't steal Raúl's drawings.

Whoever did, is still in the store.

You ensured me that it was Enrique's fault.

You're a liar. Every word you speak is venom.

I'm accused of betrayal. Do you want to ruin my life?

Don Alberto, you have a visitor.

-Who is it? -A surprise visitor.

-I'll leave you. -No, Ana. Stay.

It's Airsa's tenth anniversary so I came to invite my favourite designer

-and her patron. -Come with me, please.

Give me a chance to fix things.

Take your old tenant.

You forgot to invite me, Alberto. Did you really think

that I'd be the only one of your women missing your special night.

The love of your life, your wife and your lover.

Ana!

Ana!

-Alberto, what is it? -Ana found out about Sara.

Cristina told her. She came to the Airsa party.

Come in, come in.

That party was a bad idea right from the beginning.

You should have seen the way she looked at me.

-She was so distant. -What did you say to her?

I tried to explain myself but... she didn't want to even see me.

She was furious. But when it happened you weren't with Ana,

-She must understand. -I slept with Sara and Ana knows.

Idiot.

Welcome to the idiot club.

Look at me. Women are falling at my feet.

It sound's bad, but that's the way it is. To try hold one down?

I have no idea about that.

It's an impossible situation.

It's very late. Don't worry. We're not seeing things in perspective.

She's declared war.

Cristina has declared war against me and won't stop. She won't, Mateo.

I'm fucked. I'm really fucked.

I don't know what to say to you.

Don't back down, not after going through so much.

Tomorrow's another day.

It'll be the longest day of my life.

Well.

It's been a while since we looked after each other.

So let's talk, relax, you stay there.

Let's discover what's so bad about us and why we are such disasters.

Here, poet.

Ana.

Open the door, please.

Have you seen Ana?

-No -Have you looked in her room?

She's not there.

It's still early. Maybe she got up early to run errands.

-She needs things for the collection. -Of course.

Thank you.

Don Alberto is so mysterious.

Cousin.

Cousin, please!

If Don Emilio finds out...

Cousin, I'm coming in.

What's wrong with everybody? Nobody's where they should be.

Ana's probably running errands, but your cousin up early?

-I don't think so. -Well.

And the state he was in... who knows where he spent the night.

I didn't expect that.

-Wow, country boy. -Thank you.

It runs in my family.

The villagers are always saying it, you know what they're like.

I don't, actually.

No. I've never done the rural thing.

We have a house in Vaqueira,

next to the station.

So it has a train station, just like Porrillos.

The ski station.

Oh.

The meeting with Valentín!

Valentín? Who's he?

He might fire some arrows, and you and me...

Jonás, the only thing between you and me, is the deal that we just made.

Deal. What deal? I thought this was a fling,

or a love affair, like they say in the films.

The stuff with Luisa left me in a sensitive state.

Yes, yes. I saw.

Let's see, Jonás.

You wanted me

and I want you to keep quiet. That's all that we've done.

An exchange: I gave you what you wanted

and you don't tell anybody that I live here.

No, but Miss. Patricia...

No. I'm sure that you understand. I have plans.

I have dreams,

and if my cretin of a brother finds out that I'm living here, well,

it's over.

So please don't mess me around.

Is that all?

Isn't that enough?

That's how things are.

Could you check the door?

Make sure nobody's coming.

All clear.

An exchange? Call it what you like!

You heard.

Everybody upstairs in five minutes.

Good day.

These little things make the day sweeter, don't you think?

I always take flowers for my mother

on Mondays and Fridays. Monday, pink ones;

Friday, gardenias.

-Yes, you're a wonderful son. -It's nothing

compared to what she's done for me.

That's lovely.

There's no other woman like her.

Well, but...

actually, Patricia,

I want to ask you something.

Yes, Valentín?

Valentín Alcocer!

How nice to see you.

Enrique Otegui!

Are you going up?

-Yes. -Yes, we are.

What a surprise, Enrique. I thought that you'd returned

to San Sebastián, to the Nastillero.

Change of plans: so now we can see each other whenever we want.

What a surprise...

This is a surprise!

Valentín Alcocer and Patricia Márquez, together.

We haven't been together long. But I'm very happy.

-Are you? -Yes.

Valentín, the last man that

I was with was a complete idiot. Wasn't he, Enrique?

Don't worry. Some men aren't even worth talking to.

-You're right. -Plus, you're young.

Deceit is especially hard when you're sweet and sensitive.

No, no. You're right.

Let's not underestimate Patricia; she's learnt with time.

-I don't know if I understand you. No. -There's nothing to understand.

You know what Enrique's like, so witty.

-You two! -No, no.

No, you two, this could end in a wedding.

Is that your plan? To fix your life with the Alcocer's money?

That doesn't concern you. Or does it?

Let's go, Patricia.

Bárbara, I'm pregnant!

At last!

- I managed it. I don't believe it. -I told you. Welcome to the club!

Yes, the only thing is...

What? What is it?

I feel bad for... Vectors.

Who? The youngster? Don't you worry about him.

He won't even find out. Unless the child takes after him, that would be unlucky.

I know, Bárbara,

but it's his baby. He's the father.

I don't know. Now that I'm pregnant I'm thinking about everything

and it all seems too much.

But, Cristina, don't you love Alberto with all of your soul?

Isn't all of this to get him back?

-Of course. - Well, that's that.

With this child you'll get him back.

We'll see. When are you coming into the office?

Well, with the little one, you know.

No, no, no. The sleepless night excuse

won't work. Bárbara. We have a meeting with Valentín.

And you'll tell him I can't be there. Because you're the best.

See you later. Thank you! Ciao, ciao!

Bárbara!

Well I never!

Sorry for the delay.

Valentín.

Bárbara sends her apologies. Something came up and she can't be here.

-In that case, we can start... -There's still somebody missing.

Enrique?

He's the newest member of the team.

My brother is going to be the project's financial adviser.

You kept that quiet!

-That's why we saw you in the lift. -Yes.

Sneaky, Enrique, very sneaky indeed.

This is a lovely welcome. Thank you, Valentín.

I admire your work.

Your managerial knowledge, will increase

our chance of success. And I won't have to go it alone.

Being around so many women makes me nervous.

I'll do my best not to let you down,

in business, but with them too.

Right, that's been decided, the sketches are being drawn up,

The most urgent thing right now, is to calculate our supplies.

-Yes. -If not, my company can't offer material.

I have the jewellery department's

sales reports from the last ten years.

As you can see, more than 30 per cent

of earnings come from there.

Yes, but they've never worked with our precious stones.

We can't use these to make assumptions on the demand.

Your product is the best on the market,

-our clientele... -Of course.

Demand will increase, anyway.

Of course. But my company needs to know specific details.

We can give them to you. When we create a catalogue

of the designs. -No pieces, no photographs...

We have the sketches, Patricia, and we can improve on them.

Detailed illustrations,

that we will make available to our clients so...

What she means is that we'll be able to find out

which pieces are more popular. The client's preferences...

Exactly,

our clients will indicate which designs are their favourites.

I don't really understand the idea of a catalogue.

Without the pieces,

the clients won't be able to decide.

Patricia, Valentín is a modern man.

I'm sure that he won't want to let tradition limit him,

and he'll change the business for the better.

It's not a risky operation,

and we have a lot to gain.

Of course, the decision is yours.

Let's do it.

We must broaden the image of a traditional business, Patricia.

Pleasure doing business.

Hello.

-I haven't spoken to her, Mateo. -Give her time.

She wasn't in her room. She must have left early.

-I don't know. -She'll be on her way.

-She's late for work. -Let's wait upstairs.

Let's see, Cafiero, the fashion show... What shall we do first?

We should send Cafiero's draft contract to Italy tomorrow.

Please to prepare a document

with the distribution lines, as an annex.

Have you given his address to Clara?

It's upstairs with the contract.

-I'd like to see it first. -Don't you trust me?

Yes, I do. But it's too important for me not to be involved.

That's my boy.

Good day.

-Good day, Clara. -Good day, Don Alberto.

On my desk there are some documents for Mr. Cafiero.

Send them today.

Of course, I'll send them right away.

No, once Mateo has drafted the reports.

Whenever you say so.

Clara, have you seen Ana around here today?

No, the last time that I saw her was last night, before the party.

-Shall I go and look for her? -No, don't worry.

I'll be in my office if you need me.

Clara.

Clara, I'm talking to you.

Yes, Don Mateo?

-We need to talk, it's important. -Only if it's work related.

Don't worry, it has nothing to do with us.

It's about Alberto and Ana.

What about them?

They had a fight yesterday. Will you help me fix things?

What did they fight about?

Something happened.

What happened?

I don't know why I'm asking you,

because you won't tell me the truth.

Look, Mateo. Cut to the chase or I'm leaving.

I'll tell you, but you mustn't tell anybody.

Come here, come here!

Don Alberto slept with Sara?

What a swine.

He wasn't with Ana. He was a free man.

You're defending him?

Although you are two of a kind.

-Things were different. -That doesn't justify it.

I'm not justifying it!

He'll lose Ana, and not because of what he did...

Because he didn't tell her!

And now he feels like an idiot,

because he lied.

He's in a terrible state.

-Still talking about them? - Who else?

Look, Clara,

there's no hope for us...

is there?

But you could at least help me fix things between them.

Will you help me?

I'll see what I can find out.

Rita, I have to tell you something...

Very well, the gossip is starting early tonight.

Let me guess, Pepita won Ignacio over?

No, no, no, no. Jonás has his eye on somebody?

Don't be silly, it's not that. It's about Ana.

-Ana? -Yes.

Why's everybody talking about Ana today?

Alberto came looking for her, is it to do with that?

Cristina turned up at the Airsa party.

What? Say no more. That fool turned up, pretending to be

a perfect woman and Ana put up with it..

No. I wish that was it.

Cristina said, in front of Ana,

that Alberto slept with Sara.

What?

What are you looking at?

-Don Mateo. -Do you play with women?

-What? -Pounce on them when they're down?

You met up with her yesterday. Be a man, tell me.

I'm not going to lie. I like her.

Mateo, Vectors! Stop!

He's trying to take advantage of Clara!

What? What do you mean... No, I didn't mean Clara.

-Who did you mean then? -I meant...

He meant me.

What?

-Víctor's with me. -Come inside, come inside!

Enrique, let me go!

-Let me go! -You're a slut!

Don't you dare lecture me on morality, Enrique.

-I'm a man, and you're my woman. -You're wrong.

We haven't been anything for a long time.

I didn't want to do this, but as we have to work together.

Whatever is going on with him ends today.

-No way. -What? Aren't you ashamed?

If you stay here, this is what you'll find.

I won't leave Víctor.

I'm going to stay, he can leave!

Alberto doesn't know you're back.

Maybe you'll have to leave after all.

-Chicken? -You think I'm scared of Alberto?

Don't worry, I'll tell him myself.

-Do you find it funny? -No, no. I don't, Vectors.

-Well, a little. -I don't, not at all.

You must admit that it was...

It was violent, Cristina. Very bad.

Didn't you see your brother? The way he looked at me? Shouted?

He's all talk and no action. Don't worry.

Him and Bárbara are always fighting, he shouts a lot.

-But if he knew about us. -No.

Nobody in the family knows about Alberto and I.

So what goes on between you and I,

stays between you and I, OK?

-Let's get to work. -Yes.

-Get some ice on that eye first. -Yes.

Come in.

-Long time no see. -What are you doing here?

I'm back with Velvet

-as assessor for the jewellery line. -Your father fired you.

He kicked me off the board. Not a single share is mine.

I'm just a member of staff.

Really? Who hired you?

I know that I didn't sign any papers.

My sister.

-Your sister can't decide that. -No, she couldn't,

but my father gave her the go ahead. All you have to do...

is check the accounts.

The accounts and your wage.

That's right.

Maybe you should watch your attitude towards me.

Especially as you fired me for something that I didn't do.

But you already knew that,

didn't you?

This doesn't end here, Enrique.

Ana wasn't enough for you? You still have to go behind my back?

I guess you bumped into Enrique?

-You guess? -I need an experienced financial adviser

and you can't do it.

I can do everything!

Your father granted me the final word

on the finances of this company,

including every wage. I'm the director.

-Don't you forget that. -I tried to talk to you yesterday, Alberto

but when I arrived you'd already gone to the party.

I still don't know why you didn't invite me, by the way.

I'm still your wife, don't you forget that. My brother

brought Airsa to the store.

So if somebody was missing, it wasn't me, believe me.

By the way, when were you going to tell us

about that joke of an uncle of yours

accusing Esteban of stealing de la Riva's designs?

We only found out when Patricia confessed

that none of it was true.

Trust my sister and you'll end up just like her.

She was looking out for the company.

I need Enrique for this project.

What will your father say about it?

You can't threaten me with something like that

seeing as you're keeping secrets from my family.

I have nothing to hide, Cristina.

Alberto, neither of us wants to resort to speaking with my father.

I don't want to notice of his presence, one wrong move and he's gone.

I won't be so kind this time.

Let's see.

We've been on quite a few dates, Patricia.

I've thought it through thoroughly.

Very thoroughly, actually,

and I like you a lot, OK? I think the moment has come to...

to...

I want to ask you to be my girlfriend, Patricia.

My official girlfriend, I mean.

I've been looking for a girl like you for a long time.

With your personality, your principles and at last I've found her and...

This is for you.

-Is this... is that a yes? -Yes... it's a yes.

After you. Maybe we could go for dinner with mother at the country club tonight?

She's going to be so happy. What do you think?

-The wait will be eternal. -It doesn't have to be.

I'm sure you have a lot to organise. Your dress, for starters.

Excuse me. Please tend to Miss. Márquez, my girlfriend.

Any dress that she likes,

-put it on the Alcocer account. -Of course, Don...

-Valentín, Valentín Alcocer. -I'll do just that.

See you later, sweetheart.

Now I understand your plans.

-It's none of your business. -You didn't say that this morning.

-How was Lucía today? -Bang on time.

-Finally, some good news. -We'll see...

Don't speak too soon, she's always challenging me.

She does all that she can to try to make me lose my nerve.

She wants you to kick her out.

Yes, she did her best yesterday.

But I've no intention of giving her the pleasure.

You're a wonderful woman.

A woman in love, you mean.

Go and talk to her.

-What do you want? -To know how you are.

-She told you then? -Who?

-Doña Blanca, who else? -What is she supposed to have told me?

-Whatever your daughter has done. -She said that you were very punctual.

I haven't come to scold you. I want to know how you are.

-Are you getting used to it? -You taking an interest?

It's something new. -Don't be silly, I meant the job.

I don't know, I guess so.

Thought you'd get away with it?

This isn't the time or place.

It's fine for me. You stole the sketches

-and let me take the blame. -That's a lie.

I'm back at the store now

and I won't stop until I expose you.

So I'll have a close eye on you.

Is she your daughter?

Poor thing.

Dad?

-What was he talking about? -Nothing, a misunderstanding.

It doesn't matter.

Pilar. We need to meet. No, it's urgent.

Fine, I'll be there.

Can I help you?

I was waiting. Raúl should have been here an hour ago.

Let me remind you that, when creating a collection,

schedules can change dramatically...

You're right.

Shall I try and find him? Maybe call him?

Don't worry. It's not important, Don Emilio.

Excuse me, Rita. Is everything going as it should?

Of course it is. We haven't stopped.

Doña Blanca's order will be ready tomorrow

and we're advancing with the Italy matter...

Yes, Yes, I know you work hard,

I just thought it strange not to see

the designers here, given the time.

Excuse me, Don Emilio,

-once I start I can't stop, -Hasn't Ana come in?

No, I haven't seen her.

I thought she was running an errand

but she's probably working with Raúl.

Let me know when they arrive. Don Alberto has a meeting with Mr. de la Riva.

-I will. -See you later.

See you later, Don Emilio.

Here's the report.

Mr. Cafiero could never decline.

I'll have a look and we'll send it. What time is it?

A little too early for that drink. Don't you think?

Raúl isn't here either.

They must be working together.

I ran into Don Emilio, I was so embarrassed.

Forget it. We have to concentrate.

Let's get on with it.

-Hello, Víctor. -Look what Mateo did to me.

I don't want to talk about Don Mateo.

I hope that this proves his love.

-Did he do that? -A misunderstanding.

He said I flirted with you.

-Really? -What are you women like?

He beats somebody up and you melt.

No, no, no.

Maybe before, when women were more dependent on men.

I'm an independent woman. I don't need a man

to beat someone up for me to feel valued. What an animal.

-Hello. -Shut up!

I don't care about your life, but I'll remove you

from mine as soon as possible.

Bárbara is my wife, and I don't like to see her bothered.

Understood?

-No, between Bárbara and I... -Don't even say her name.

From now on, I deal with her business. You don't touch it.

And if you know what's good for you,

you won't think about touching that mouth.

Those lips and hips are mine.

Enrique!

Víctor, go to the archives. Bring the jewellery files.

What's going on?

That idiot can't work for my wife.

That's strange.

When Bárbara had to put up with Patricia and you working hand in hand.

I didn't bring her in.

"That idiot" is called Víctor,

he's an efficient worker. Barbara's very pleased with him.

I want that low-life out of the store.

-Bárbara is my wife and must respect me. -This isn't about respect.

This is jealousy

and it's a sign that, even after all this,

you still care for her.

Look, Cristina. I just don't want her to make another mistake.

because recently you're not making the best decisions.

-Secretary! I was looking for you. -Me?

I think that maybe,

from now on, I shouldn't be your secretary.

What do you mean? You'll be whatever I tell you to be.

Or do you want an office now?

Doña Bárbara, the thing is,

-today, your husband... -He thought he was the king of the jungle,

but I'm your boss.

My husband is just an assessor for the jewellery collection,

so you'll do whatever I say.

Of course, you're the boss and I'll do whatever you want.

But you should talk to your husband about it, don't you think?

Yes, look. The situation is the following:

You're my secretary. I give the orders, and you obey them.

Today I want you to shadow me,

-to follow my every step. -Yes., yes.

I respect for your husband. Let that be clear.

My husband barks, but seldom bites. As for me, I can be lethal.

Maybe this job is too much for me.

Let's not discuss that right now.

Shall we go?

-I'm coming, I'm coming. -Let's go.

Pick up the phone.

What's the emergency?

Enrique's back. He's working on Velvet's jewellery line.

What?

I don't know. But he knows I'm guilty. It's only a matter of time.

It doesn't matter what Enrique says. He has no proof.

His opinion counts less at Velvet than mine.

So you can relax.

We must stop this, Pilar. I'm putting myself at risk.

-If they find out... -Your little girlfriend will hate you.

-Don't speak rubbish. -Come on.

I can tell just by looking at your face that you're not afraid of

Alberto finding out that you're a traitor, you don't care about that.

Stop that self-sufficient tone.

I don't want to do it anymore.

You'll just have to wait for it to blow over.

-I can't. A lot depends on it. -My life depends on it.

Yes, I'm doing it for Blanca.

It's time to give things another try. With her, and with my daughter.

How are you going to start this new life?

You can't, without my money.

We'll soon see.

Here's your money.

If you walk out of that door, I'll bring you down. I swear.

If you do, I'll take you with me.

Blanca. Blanca.

May your beautiful eyes grace this humble gentleman.

What on earth are you doing? Get off the floor.

Not until you promise to move in with me.

What?

Stop behaving like a child.

Not until you say yes.

-Yes to what? -That you'll move in.

Whatever you want, just get up.

Say yes, say yes! Say yes!

I've just removed a big weight off my shoulders. I want to live with you.

-I feel like I've lost my life. -Your mind, that's what you've lost!

I mean it.

You're going to make me cry.

This is crazy. What will Lucía say?

Say yes.

Yes.

Yes.

-You said yes! -Put me down!

Ladies, prepared for a magical day at work?

Mr. de la Riva, we were worried about you.

You're taking your job as collection supervisor

so seriously that you set my working hours?

Well I never!

Where's Ana?

Isn't Ana with you?

No, I came straight here. I haven't spoken to her.

Goodness me, Ana has disappeared.

Rita, you're even more dramatic than me.

No, no. I mean it, Don Raúl.

Nobody saw her this morning and she isn't at work.

No, no, no. There was a party yesterday. We all know

what it's like after a party. She'll be sleeping.

Ana? Really?

Yes, there was a crazy party. Go and check, she'll be in her room.

Go and fetch her! One, two, one two, one, two.

-Rita, is she here yet? -No, not yet.

Raúl's here, but Ana's not.

Can you please tell me what's going on?

-Last night Ana and I... -had a fight, I know.

Don't look at me like that. It was obvious from your behaviour.

But, tell me. When you left her, what time was it?

That's the problem. I didn't leave her here.

She wouldn't talk to me, or let me accompany her.

So you haven't seen her since last night?

I thought she'd be with Raúl. Did she even sleep here?

We can figure that out. Follow me.

Her party dress isn't here.

Where are you going?

To look for her.

I'll ransack the city if I have to. But I will find her.

-Pedro. -Rita!

Ana. Ana hasn't, hasn't been here. Didn't, didn't sleep here.

Last night, her and Alberto...

and she... she's not here, Pedro.

Pedro, they're waiting for you. Can you save your smooching

for another moment, please?

What is it?

Please.

Please, listen to me. Please.

We haven't heard from my niece since last night.

Does anybody know anything?

Has anybody seen or spoken to her

in the last few hours?

We don't think that she slept here, so please,

if anybody knows anything, as insignificant as it may seem,

tell me. No matter what time.

Please spread the message

throughout the store.

Thank you.

Yes, brunette.

Straight hair. Around five feet tall.

Thank you. Good bye.

Don Emilio, I just heard about Ana.

Don Mateo and Don Alberto have gone to look for her,

all over the city. I've just called all of the hospitals.

And?

Nothing.

That's a good sign. Bad news travels fast.

Yes.

Let's have a cup of tea while we wait for your niece to come back.

I'm getting older without realising it.

You're better than a lot of younger men.

Somehow,

what happened with Isabel made sense, but....

-But if anything happened to Ana... -Don't even think it.

I'm sure there's an explanation. Let's not panic, OK?

Alberto called, no luck.

Where is she? Has she disappeared off the face of the earth?

She wouldn't do something like this. She probably called and nobody answered.

Maybe the lines are down, who knows?

I just don't understand.

Hello?

Lucía, it's for you.

Hello?

-Hang up, -Yes.

Hang up now. Hang up now, please!

Today we need the line free! Back to work. Enough chit-chat.

Today the line needs to be free! Get to work!

Stop!

Stop.

Stop the machines. Stop the machines.

Stop working. I need to think clearly.

I need to think clearly.

Look at him. Such a caring man, and now...

look at him. It's breaking my heart.

I'll go and tell him a few village stories...

Now's not the time.

We need to cheer him up.

Don Emilio.

We've been watching you. Not now, during lunch.

And?

-You didn't take one bite. -It's possible.

It happens to me, too. When I have a problem or a worry...

-My stomach shrinks. -Don't think the worst, Don Emilio.

It hasn't been long. She's probably track of time.

She used to sit there when she was small whilst I checked the supplies.

She watched everything; learnt to multiply without realising it.

She was so bright, and grew up so fast.

When she turned seven, I asked her what she wanted as a present.

"To learn how to ride a bike", she said.

"Why? If you don't have a bike?"

"If I learn to ride one, you'll make sure that I get one", she said.

And I did.

We came here day after day, so that she could practice.

An old, run down bicycle,

that belonged to one of the delivery guys.

Slowly, slowly. That's it. Slowly.

Very good. Thank you. Thank you very much.

-Look, uncle! -Yes, of course.

One second.

I lost sight of her for one second, and she was on the floor.

It wasn't anything serious, but

when I saw her there

spread out,

still.

The world stopped. Nothing else seemed to matter.

Like now.

Don't worry, Don Emilio it'll just be a scare.

I can't imagine living without her.

You don't need to. It'll turn out to be nothing.

Thank you, thank you so much.

Don Emilio.

You promised me that you'd look after her.

You promised me, and I promised her mother.

Let me explain.

No explanation would be enough.

You can give your explanation to the police.

Did you find her?

Answer me!

No.

I'll not wait one more minute. I'm calling the police.

No.

No, no. Not since last night.

The address of the store is... Sorry, yes of course.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Don Emilio, may I...

Why is nobody working?

-It's under control, Cristina. -Is everything OK?

Yes.

No.

Ana's missing.

That's a reason not to work?

We think something happened at the party and Ana's missing.

We all come to work even when we have a problem.

It's not very serious to mix personal and professional matters.

How do you know it's personal? Ana went to a work party.

She manages the hostess collection.

There's far too much to do here, for you to be debating

about what did, or didn't happen at the party.

-I've brought the sketches. -Cristina, can we talk?

Yes, I'd like you to take a look because...

Cristina, what's wrong with you?

I won't have people talk to me like that.

They need to show me the respect that I deserve.

What happened at the party?

I know you, Cristina. You're hiding something.

What happened?

-I don't know what they've said... -Absolutely nothing.

I want you to tell me.

My co-designer has disappeared. Nobody knows anything,

and Don Emilio is beside himself.

Please, I'm asking for some compassion.

This isn't a cat fight. Hell, Ana has disappeared!

Cristina!

I don't recognise you.

-Hello, Auntie Pilar. -Hello, Lucía.

I'm here during work hours.

It suits you.

I'd be really angry if my father did that to me.

-Working as a seamstress. -Don't be silly.

You have a lot of say in

what happens to me. I'm well aware of that.

You were always a clever child.

That's why I have a preposition for you. I want you to work for me.

A double wage. Velvet will be your punishment, and Oxford your blessing.

What do you mean?

I want all of the information about the collections:

the providers, the movements inside the stores...

Your spy.

That's an exaggerated way to put it, but something like that.

That was the plan? Work at Velvet for this?

What does my father think?

Or is he doing the same thing?

Come, Lucía.

All those treats need to be paid for.

Or do you think the life you lead is free?

Your father is messing with the wrong person

and he's putting our business at risk.

I trust you completely

and I know you'll do it better than him.

Of course I will, because I won't do it at all.

Lucía, Lucía.

All of your meetings are organised for next week,

I've also ordered the forms.

Don Valentíns' business is all up to date.

So if it's OK, I'll go now.

No. You'll go when I tell you to.

I told you that I was going to need you in a special way today.

What do you mean "in a special way?".

Víctor, Víctor, Víctor.

We didn't get off on the right foot.

I know that men like you aren't my type, but...

Having spent the whole day with you,

I understand why Cristina came back for more.

But, Bárbara, Cristina, no... Her brother-in law...I'm from Valladolid.

I'm sure it's much more boring there than it is here.

Just you wait, when you tell your friends about life here,

about the world that you live in.

They wouldn't believe me.

-I'm not used to... -To what? Being dominated?

Believe me, you're going to love it Say it again.

Yes, say it again.

Come on, call me bunny.

Son of a bitch.

Everybody here is crazy.

Where have you been?

Lucía, is something wrong?

Ask my father.

Lucía, the world doesn't revolve around you.

Somebody has disappeared today.

Your father isn't to blame for your misfortune.

Grow up, you're not a child anymore.

My father is wretched.

I won't allow you to talk like that! Hear me?

My father has been selling information to my Auntie Pilar.

What do you mean?

Because of him, Raúl has no collection...

Lucía, these are serious allegations, not child play.

-Ask him yourself. -What's going on?

Maybe he's as capable of lying,

as he is of stealing.

You didn't have anything to do

with the theft of Raúl's collection, did you?

Did you?

You've been giving your sister details

about the store behind our backs?

Behind my back?

-I'm sorry. -You betrayed me.

Why did I fall for it again?

I'm sorry, Blanca.

Go.

Get out right now! I never want to see you again.

I can't...

Good evening,

-we're looking for Emilio... -Emilio López. That's me.

I'm Ana Ribera's uncle.

-And you are...? -Alberto Márquez. The store director.

The last to see her.

Ana is...

-Can we talk somewhere more private? -Of course.

She wouldn't let me escort her.

It was very dark and...

she ran off, by herself.

When I tried to find her, it was too late.

There was no way.

That's enough.

We have enough.

What now?

For the moment, we wait.

A person isn't officially missing

until 48 hours have passed.

In this case, it hasn't even been 24 hours.

Is there nothing we can do?

There is. Keep calm and try not to worry.

We'll look for Ana.

Don Emilio. I think that your niece left after receiving some bad news.

She was very upset. He probably wanted to be alone.

She might come back today, safe and sound.

What if she hasn't come back after 48 hours?

If that happens, we'll show photographs of Ana

at airports, police stations, train stations.

By the way...

do either of you have a recent photograph of Ana?

There should be one in my room.

The difficult thing is finding a recent one,

because they're all from when she was a child.

Maybe there's one in the office files?

This is a recent one.

Perfect, this will do.

Excuse me, I'd like to inform the rest of the staff.

-Of course. -Let me accompany you.

Wait?

-Just wait? -We must remain calm.

It hasn't been a whole day.

We must let the police do their job, so I ask you all

to get back to your routines.

Don Emilio.

Don't worry. I'm sure that it'll turn out to be nothing.

I hope so.

Well,

if you find out anything, I don't know...

or if she turns up, let me know.

Don't worry, we'll let you know.

Go to sleep. Try to get some rest.

Do you want me to stay with you?

-There's no need. -Of course not.

Good night.

Get out of here.

-Alberto, listen... -I said, get out.

Raúl told me about Ana.

You must be proud of yourself.

I didn't expect her to do this.

Of course you didn't, I'm sure you're really sorry.

I am, really.

Alberto, I'm sure that she's fine.

I disappeared too

when I found out that you'd cheated on me.

I was also a victim of Alberto Márquez.

I came back. Ana will come back.

Yes.

Of course.

The police came because nobody knows anything.

So can't you come comforting me, this is all your fault.

Me?

You're the one who has done everything wrong right from the beginning.

You cheated on me. You cheated on Ana. I just...

Stop spitting venom and get out.

I won't be responsible for my actions if you don't.

And prey that Ana is OK.

-Cristina, I'm leaving. -Not now, Víctor.

What a reaction...

Cristina, come on. I won't go to Valladolid until tomorrow, if you want.

I've just had a fight with my husband!

He's right, I'm a bad person.

I don't understand my actions.

I don't recognise myself. I don't know who I am.

I don't understand anything, I've done terrible things.

Now I must face the consequences and I...

Listen, listen. Don't say that, Cristina.

You're the best thing that happened to me here.

What we did wasn't bad. It's complicated, but...

Thank you. I don't like saying goodbye.

A father?

I'm going to be a father?

Blanca, it's me. We need to talk.

Open, please.

I have nothing to say to you.

Then listen. Let me explain.

When I told you that I'd lifted a weight off my shoulders,

I was talking about my sister.

I had a deal with her that was ruining my life.

I did it to make things work with you.

It's true that I've been a wretch, and I've lied to you.

But I've changed for you.

You must believe me.

My love is real.

Open up, please.

Blanca.

I trusted you. I stood up for you in front of Don Emilio.

He warned me not to trust you.

And I defended you. I told him that he was wrong.

How will I be able to look him in the eye again?

He was right, you'll always be a liar,

-and an traitor. -Forgive me, please.

We could start from scratch.

How could you play with me like that, after everything we've been through?

-It was all a big lie. -It's not a lie.

I love you. That's the truth.

Let me show you.

It's over, Esteban.

It's over.

I won't tell anybody what you did. It's the last thing I'll ever do for you.

Now go. Go, and never come back.

Please, just leave me alone.

I was looking for you.

What if this is all that's left of the Velvet girls?

You and me.

Don't be negative. She'll come back and things will be normal.

You don't know that.

You just want to make me feel better, but you don't know.

Why do people do that? With kids, I can understand. But why do adults

say that it'll be OK when they don't know?

Because it's comforting, I guess.

No, it's not.

-Ana might be dead. -Don't say that! Ana's coming back

and that's that... She was upset, that's all.

To teach him a lesson.

That's what you'd do, Clara. Ana's not like that.

Look who we have here.

Hidden away, until you're needed.

Until somebody needs you.

Although, sometimes...

this habit that I have of facing life head on,

makes me think of facing you head on.

What do you think?

Things wouldn't change, would they?

You're right. Absolutely right. Let's not waste time.

Back to your hiding place.

And as for me,

I'll find my own hiding place.

Don Emilio. Please.

-Please. -That's not enough.

If my niece is hurt, it won't matter to me who did it.

I will hold you responsible.

Ana.

-What happened? -Sorry.

You must trust me, we're going to be happy.

Just not together.

Where were you?

Ana, Ana. My God, where were you?

-Cristina, are you pregnant? -It's not yours.

Everybody deserves a second chance.

Especially with a neck like that.

Play with my collection, you're done for.

-You kept it very quiet. -I can be very discreet.

That's definitely one of her virtues.

What can I do to have a drink with you after class?

My decision to leave my wife stands, whether I'm with Ana or not.

I'm losing my husband. He needs to see the baby now.

You annulled the marriage?

-Yes. -Excuse me, are you Ana Rivera?

Are you Philippe Ray? -How long have you been designing?

Why did you choose that name?

I can see the headlines tomorrow:

Excellent collection by Alberto Márquez's slut.

-But... -Ladies!

Out of here, now.

You're a perfect target for the press.

It's your collection, you decide.

We go ahead.