Isabel was raised under the regime of silence. A distant grandmother. Isolated boarding schools. Forgotten birthdays. Everything too rigid to be chance. With Beatriz's death, the seal on the past breaks. A forged birth certificate surfaces, carrying the wrong blood in the right veins. She plunges into the labyrinth of her own origins. Plays with mobsters, charms allies, and defies a system that prefers women quiet and loyal. She's neither. In her search for the truth behind Soraia's death, Rubens' schemes, and the pact between a priest and power, she discovers her very existence is a threat. She doesn't want justice. She wants control. And when the Empire learns who she really is... It'll be too late.