Episode 3

The next morning, Jazmin went out early to buy some food and medicine. Cristi was getting weaker by the day, barely getting up to comb her dolls' hair and spending most of the day sleeping.

One week later,

"Do you investigate about the girl from the bar last night?" Emilio asked as he saw his brother Joshua enter the office, raising his hand to his forehead.

"Well, you didn't give me much time to do it, but I know she works at the bar and also for you in one of the downtown constructions. Obviously, there's the construction work, it seems like she knows how to do all the electrical work. I also know she's an undocumented migrant from Jalisco. Her parents died two months ago, leaving her in charge of her sick sister and a lot of debts. Oh, and she doesn't have any social accounts," Joshua replied, throwing the papers on the desk.

"I don't understand why you're so interested in this girl. As much as she wants money, I don't think she's the best option for pretending to be married to you. She might later extort you or something," Emilio replied.

"You're mistaken. With all these debts and her sick sister, she'll do anything for money. And even better, nobody knows much about her. The contract has been ready for a year now, and I'm in a hurry. I need you to bring her here, I'll take care of everything else!" Emilio explained.

"Alright, if you say so. I'll go see how I can bring that wild girl here. Poor Roberto is still recovering from the blow," Joshua replied, leaving the office with a smile.

Jazmin went to work at the construction site. This time, they had assigned her to the loading area. Despite the workers seeing her as weak, she lifted a bag of cement just like all the men there.

During lunchtime, she sat with the men, eating and chatting. She took a bite of a tortilla wrapped with chicharron and nopales.

"Miss Jaz, my respects. You carry just like us, and you're so skinny. I thought you'd faint on us," one of the men said, handing her a glass of water.

"Well, you shouldn't judge people beforehand," Jazmin smiled and replied.

"Miss Lopez, I need you to come to the office for a moment," the architect of the construction site called out.

Everyone became quiet, knowing it wasn't a good sign. Maybe she was going to be fired.

"Don't worry, gentlemen. Everything is fine. Go back to work," the construction site manager assured them.

Jazmin brushed off the dirt from her pants, as well as her boots and helmet. She entered the office and was surprised to see one of the men from the bar with whom she had problems. Her nerves heightened.

"Jazmin, right?" Joshua asked, looking her up and down.

"Yes, sir, it's me."

"Jazmin, I hope you remember me. I was reviewing your papers, and I see you have good references from our architects. I have a job proposal for you. But for that, I need you to come to the Conner Corporation tomorrow at 7 am."

"Well, sir, I'm not interested in moving up in positions. But thank you, and as for the other night, it wasn't my fault. It was your friend who got too pushy," Jazmin said.