COME BACK TO ME
My orders were for this woman to be denied entrance.
You may not let me in, but I've got the police with me.
What do you have to say now?
She claims that you have her son.
Is it true that Andres Garcia lives in this house?
Juan Zepeda lives here and he's my son.
Forgive me, but his real name is Andres.
Nuria, this isn't necessary. You're making things worse.
You wanted things to be like this.
Even if you showed up with an army,
you're not taking Juan.
I'm not handing my son over to this woman.
Is this the child you refer to as Juan Zepeda?
I'm telling you, he's my son, sir.
What else must I do so you believe me?
Calm down, please.
Is this the child you refer to as Juan Zepeda?
Are you blind? Of course it is.
Yes, that's him.
Martha.
There you go. You heard her.
You see, officer? I never lied to you.
I need to take my son with me.
Ask them to give him to me, please.
Will you please bring the child?
Are you serious?
What are you doing? Put that down.
Where is Tigre?
Tigre?
That's what I said.
You know, my bodyguard, my chauffeur, Isidro.
Get him. I need to talk to him.
Yes, sir. Right away.
Sir.
Your brother Santiago has been asking for you.
What did you call him?
No, it's "Mr. Santiago."
This isn't your residence
where your overfamiliarity is overlooked.
What did Santiago want?
Well...
You don't know?
You're my executive assistant. You're supposed to know.
I have no time to attend to everyone that wants to see me.
I thought that being your brother...
You know what? Don't think.
I don't pay you to think.
Got it, or is it too much information to handle?
You're in a good mood, aren't you, Braulio?
No wonder your assistants don't last long.
Why don't you calm down and watch your tone?
How I speak to my staff isn't your business.
What, you want to meet with me too?
Talk to my assistant.
Teach her how to do her job.
No need. She's handling it just fine.
-Really? -Yes, really.
And no, I didn't come to meet with you.
I think you have enough on your plate as it is.
Sure.
Are you okay?
Yes, I am.
Believe it or not, I'm used to dealing with jerks like him.
Thanks for defending me.
Sure, even though something tells me
you didn't need it anyway.
I just can't stand for women to be treated that way.
Much less one as... nice as you.
Anyway, if you see Santiago,
would you please tell him I need to talk to him?
Thank you. Bye.
What is it, Chelo? Are you okay?
No, I'm not.
Fausto... called.
He says I have to go to him and bring the baby.
And you're going, aren't you? How typical.
You don't understand.
He didn't ask me. He threatened me.
Easy. You and your baby are going to be okay.
You have no idea what he's capable of.
I don't want him to hurt any of you.
If he does, I would...
Let's go talk to Mom. She should know about this.
What's the point?
I don't want you to live in fear.
Besides, even if you tell her something's going on with me,
she's not gonna care.
Cut the drama. This is all your fault.
Hey, Eugenia, settle down.
Chelo messed up bad, sure, just like anyone of us could.
But that doesn't mean we're not going to protect her.
Got it?
-Hey. -Chalo.
It's okay.
We won't let Fausto set foot in this house again.
Thanks.
I told her I was willing to divorce Amelia
to start a family with her and Juan...
and she rejected me.
The woman doesn't love you, boss.
I'm sorry to say it,
but you have more important things to worry about.
El Sapo must be waiting for the right time to get you.
-You think I don't know that? -Yes.
You think I called you for advice?
I called you in here to remind you
that no one is to know what happened with El Sapo.
I'm not at home, but I know the whole family's wondering why
there are so many police around the house.
Remember, you're my eyes and ears.
If anyone asks why so many police,
you say it's for protection.
Don't worry. I haven't said a word.
I'm keeping watch in case someone tries to attack.
There's no need. Leave it to the police.
Instead, I want you to find Fausto Melendez.
You mean Nuria's ex-brother-in-law?
He's the one who blackmailed Amelia.
-Huh. -You didn't know?
Excuse me.
I need to talk to you.
What about?
Why the long face?
It's about this report.
It has nothing to do with the one you presented.
You're keeping two books.
Come on, all I need is Nuria Garcia's address.
I'll be forever grateful.
You're putting me in a spot.
Why do you want her address?
I need to talk to her.
She was here a long time ago with Amelia
and you took her information.
Please, it's very important.
Amelia won't find out, I promise.
Why can't you stop getting in trouble?
Amelia and Juanito are the ones in trouble.
I'm just trying to help.
I knew you'd understand.
Swear that I won't get in trouble for this.
There you go. That's Nuria Garcia's address.
You won't get in trouble, I promise.
This report has nothing to do with the one you submitted
at the shareholders' meeting.
What are you hiding?
I'll answer that.
I'm trying to hide the ineptitude of some of the staff
Dad used to trust.
The reports they used to submit were wrong.
I'm having them fixed.
I don't know about this one,
but the ones submitted at the meeting were the right ones.
This isn't it.
You're taking advantage of the situation I'm going through
to take the presidency from me.
Don't give me that.
Wait a minute.
I have something else to say.
Nuria wants to get the police involved.
Do you have any idea how hard that could be on Juanito?
This is unbelievable.
You're trying to change the subject.
You're giving me no choice
but to check with an external consultant for advice.
I'm smelling money laundering around here.
-What? -Watch it.
Go ahead. I have nothing to hide.
Vicenta.
All hell broke loose.
The reports were found. Thanks.
That was you who put those there?
Not a word to anyone.
What's in those reports?
Numbers!
Please don't get me in trouble with Braulio.
He's got a real bad temper.
What did you get me mixed up in?
Keep your mouth shut and you'll be fine.
You're already involved in this.
You've no choice but to keep helping me, baby.
I'll call you.
Oh, God, I'm in trouble.
Oh, Vicenta, why'd you have to leave home?
Why didn't you go to school?
You were better off before.
What are you talking about?
Of course I'm worried about Sapo Fernandez.
That bastard wants me dead
thanks to you and your people's ineptitude.
Hey.
You let him get away.
You promised me protection and you have to deliver.
You knew the risks involved.
Every operation has factors outside of our control.
Blah, blah, blah.
You let the country's most wanted criminal get away.
You'd better get me protection here at the office
and at the hotel where I'm staying.
I need protection more than ever.
What is it, Aida?
Braulio, you need to get here.
Nuria came with the police.
Nuria is not taking Juan.
Ma'am.
-Andres! -Sweetie.
What's wrong, Mommy?
Dear God.
Why are the police here?
Why is she here?
What's your name?
I'm Juan.
Are you okay, sweetie?
We're here to protect you.
Have you been hurt? You can tell us.
I'm fine.
I don't see any signs of mistreatment or abuse.
What happened to you? You look terrible.
None of your business. What do you want?
Get dressed. We're going to the office.
I'll wait here.
I don't feel good.
I don't care.
El Sapo is at large.
He's threatened to kill me, my family... and that includes you.
I told you not to get involved with those people
but you decided to be shady and take Tigre's advice.
Since when do you take advice from your bodyguard?
We're in deep trouble. Do you understand that?
Someone gave Santiago the reports
showing the actual figures from the stores and the factories.
He suspects we're involved in money laundering.
How did he get a hold of that information?
That's what I'd like to know.
The only people that knew about it were Tigre, me and... you.
It was you, Liana.
You gave Santiago those reports!
No. It wasn't me.
Idiot.
Why would I help Santiago? He's still in love with Nuria.
You're pathetic.
You weren't woman enough to keep your boyfriend away from Nuria.
But I'm warning you.
If what we've been up to comes out because of you,
you're going down with me.
I didn't do anything.
I have enough evidence to prove you were part of this.
You know it.
Who'd believe a woman who killed her parents?
What did I do, Mommy? Am I going to jail?
No, sweetie.
Tell me, Juan, do you know that lady?
Yes.
She was here yesterday.
She says she knows me, but I've never seen her before.
I don't know who she is.
Aida, the documents, please.
Those are his papers.
As you can see, his name is Juan Zepeda.
My husband and I legally adopted him.
You can't take him.
COME BACK TO ME