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Alma looked down at her phone. A message from an unknown number glowed on the screen: “The past doesn’t stay buried in the garden, Alma. It’s sitting at your dinner table.”

Only an hour ago, a body had plummeted from the balcony of a nearby penthouse. The scream was still ringing in Alma’s ears—a jagged sound that sliced through the laughter and the clinking of champagne glasses. Now, the flashing red and blue lights of the police cruisers danced across her white marble walls. Alma looked down at her phone

was pacing, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She knew too much about the arguments overheard in the powder room. The scream was still ringing in Alma’s ears—a

In Episode 11, the veneer finally begins to crack. Detective Rami isn't looking for a tragic accident; he’s looking for the person who gave the final push. She knew too much about the arguments overheard

stood at the center, her face a mask of cold perfection. She straightened her silk dress, her eyes darting toward the balcony. She was the queen of this compound, and queens didn't let scandals ruin their reign.