01x03 - Black On Both Sides

[bunniefuu]

I'm the boss,

and that's how we're
going to move forward.

Flair & Glory is ours,

and they'll get no peace until
they give it back. You hear?

Someone has been embezzling
on a massive scale.

What was going on here?

What were you and Stephen doing?

[Nina] Do I have access to his
emails, call logs, et cetera?

- Do you want to have dinner sometime?
- I'm not really dating.

Hey, Andre.

Who are you calling?

Bring me more shares,
then we'll talk.

Let's keep this between us.

[Nina] There's got to be
some kind of email trail.

[sighs] sh*t.

Oh, God!

[both laugh]

Mmm. See what
you've been missing?

You talk too much.

[Andre sighs]

This isn't right.

What?

Oh!

He wouldn't care.

[Andre chuckles]

Men always care.

Dre, are you afraid
of a dead man? Hmm?

[both laugh]

Never.

No.

Mmm-mmm.

Serial k*ller, okay

Oh! Nice.

[upbeat music playing]

Good to meet you, Brooklyn.

Someone might come in.

Who cares?

I have to be out of
here in 15 minutes.

[chuckles] You're gonna be late.

I have to be discreet about...

You have something
in your eye, Dora?

I'm following up on
this shareholder thing.

I bet Gideon knows
more than he's saying.

You have to keep on Gideon.

Trust me, I'm on it.

But we have to be careful.

Nina and Simon can't
know what we're doing.

They won't.

You stay on Gideon. Don't
worry, I'll keep them occupied.

Sorry for being late.

- Thank you.
- Mmm-hmm.

Thank you.

[Nina clears throat]

Please don't get m*rder*d by someone
off Tinder or whatever it is.

- What time is your flight?
- 2:00.

Uh...

I have a client in LA, and if I
don't spend some time with Ido,

he's going to explode.

Fine. Leave me all alone here.

Don't be so dramatic!

Bet you one of 'em
probably stole that money.

Do you think any of
them are smart enough?

Nah.

Nah.

You talked to Mum?

Yeah. She wants us back home.
I'm gonna see her next week.

Great. You can tell her that
all of this is your fault.

You shouldn't have made me come.

Just don't start World
w*r III while I'm gone.

[theme music playing]

[woman] Mr Richards,
you've got excellent taste.

That one always sells out.

Sells out?

[scoffs]

Yeah, I don't want
anything common.

No, not at all...

Uh, I meant, girls love it.

How about this one?

You won't see it on
Insta. New collection.

[Gus] That one.

Exquisite.

Very good, sir.

Here.

Have it delivered there.

Of course, sir.

She must be very special.

Face of Flair is the
heart of the brand,

and this year, it
needs to be perfect.

Mmm-hmm. Tasty.

[softly] Sorry.

So... here's a shortlist.

[Wanda] Mmm.

You know, Leanne
Mason is stunning.

Uh-huh. And she has more than 3.2
million followers on Instagram.

Shouldn't Nina or Simon be here?

If they can't reach work on
time, that's their business.

Leanne Mason is the
spirit of this brand.

- She's perfect.
- Hmm! Perfect for what?

The flat is lovely.
Thanks for the heads-up.

Can you check if Stephen's
lease can be extended?

Nina, er, Mrs Richards
called a meeting...

On what authority?
She's not an employee.

We need to turn this around
quickly. There's no time to waste.

And the guest list needs
to be tighter this year.

Not any riff raff who happens
to have a blue tick on Twitter.

- Total budget?
- Minimum 500.

£500,000?

At least.

- In terms of guest list...
- You are not serious.

[chuckles]

Face of Flair is my area.

Stephen didn't interfere.

As CEO, I have to approve of
every expenditure over £5,000.

I'm not approving that.

You trying to cross me?

Everyone who is not family, out.

You can't just butt in.

I said, everyone who is not
family, the meeting is over.

You...

stay.

You don't wanna
make an enemy of me.

We can be enemies later, but right
now, we have bigger problems.

Someone's been stealing
money from the company.

Lies.

That's bullshit!

A large-scale embezzlement
has being going down,

- over months, maybe even years.
- Are you joking? How much is missing?

At least £20 million.

[others] What?

That's what I'm sure of.
It might be much worse.

Flair & Glory is on the edge.

One false move, one bad
quarter, and we crash and burn.

I don't believe this.

You don't have to.
It's all right there,

right there in the records, if
any of you bothered to read.

How could you miss this?

Or...

who was covering it up?

[Claudia] We called you in
here to give us answers.

It appears that Stephen
put up some family assets

as security for some debts.

- What?
- Why?

I don't believe
this. It's a grift.

They're just trying to
con us out of what's ours.

If that money isn't recovered,
things will get bad.

Gus, your apartment is paid
and leased up for another year,

so you can stay,

but, Wanda, I would suggest that
when your lease ends next month,

perhaps you move in with your
mother while we try to resolve this.

- Are you joking?
- What?

Claudia...

The flowers, the clothes,

the gifts to your
sister, Carlene,

the car...

It's excessive.

You... You didn't
mention Alesha's flat?

That's not an issue.

Alesha purchased her
property from the business

- and paid off her mortgage.
- What?

- How?
- [Alesha sighs]

I made a bit from my website
and online partnerships,

and I always invested
my allowance.

[sighs] You're kidding me.

Alesha is in a strong position,
but for the rest of you,

I'm afraid there are some
challenging times ahead.

Why are we only finding out now?

This wouldn't have
happened on my watch.

I can speak only in my
capacity as Stephen's executor,

but unless Nina can track
and recover that money,

it's not good for you.

But we're gonna get the money back,
right? This will sort itself out?

You approved this?

Stephen approved
it before he died.

What's been going on here? Hmm?

You're the CFO, and money has been
disappearing right under your nose.

I should fire you.

This isn't on me. Stephen had
his fingers in everything.

- And?
- A...

It's your job to manage the
finances, even with a difficult CEO.

You need to talk to
Gus, he's the deputy.

No, Andre, let's be real.

Stephen doled out these bullshit
minister-without-portfolio titles

to any Tom, d*ck or Duane...

You're the actual CFO, and
millions walked right out of here.

My hands were tied. I'm not
family, I couldn't demand answers.

Oh, so you had questions?

- [knock on door]
- Am I interrupting?

No. Come in.

We can't trust
anything they tell us.

Yeah, what if she's
lying about the money?

And... And where's Simon?

We need her gone.

Wait and see doesn't win.
You need to fight, Gus.

With what, Mum?

Have you got any new ideas?

There's...

[sighs]

This... This is crazy.

And, Alesha, I mean,

when did she suddenly become
the Black lady Warren Buffet?

- She was always careful with money.
- Okay, but what about us?

I bet it's Andre stealing.

It's Nina we can't trust.

- [mobile vibrating]
- We can't sit around...

Er... I need to take this.

What about the safe?

We have to get into it.

You never know with your father.

Any news on our
favourite policeman?

[man] So I've combed
through his service records

and I'm digging
into his home life.

Nothing too dodgy on
his Internet searches.

Well, nothing too ill*gal anyway.
And no direct r*cist affiliations.

Do you have anything
useful for me?

Just open the attachment.

These are his personal debts.

Is that it?

[man laughs]

This is a huge amount of
debt for an average guy.

- For real?
- For real.

He's owing almost six
times his annual income

and he's up to his
eyeballs with a loan shark,

a guy with known links
to organised crime.

That's bad.

[scoffs] It's probably
a sackable offence.

If we cancel, we lose
the entire deposit.

So, maybe we go ahead
with Face of Flair?

- With everything we now know, that's mad.
- Just listen to me.

Face of Flair has been a thing
since the start of the company.

Even people who don't use
our products know about Face.

- It's iconic.
- Oh, come on.

And the market is crowded.

Our legacy is the only thing
that makes us stand out.

Profits are down. We
need to turn that around.

I've been saying that for two
years and no-one listened.

We should pull back, reduce the
number of products on shelves.

- What?
- Focus on a smaller,

more curated selection.

- Cut and run?
- It's the financially sensible position.

We left sensible behind

when someone forgot to
secure the company accounts,

so we need to take a big swing in
order to keep us from going under.

What if Face of Flair is an
opportunity for a soft rebrand?

- No.
- Reposition ourselves in the market.

Hold on to our core customers,

while also dragging in
a whole new generation

with disposable income to spend.

Yes. That's what I'm saying.

Or lose even more money
and tip us over the edge.

Face of Flair has always
been a vanity thing.

- We don't need rebranding...
- Right.

We need a more focused strategy.

[Nina] There's one
way to find out.

[chuckling] When Flair & Glory first
came to shops, it was like... Wow!

Only on the bottom
shelf, right at the back.

Mmm.

I've been relaxing my hair with
Flair & Glory for 20 years.

That's why I still
have all my edges.

The products are full of
sulphates and chemicals.

[man] I still buy the Flair
& Glory Holding Spray.

The smell reminds
me of my grandpa.

It's all weaves and
relaxers. Hello!

It's not 1987.

I used to love their presentation
at Afro Hair & Beauty.

Their website is rubbish. It's
always some "error 404" bullshit.

F&G...

Are they still a thing?

You put a camera in
front of British people,

of course they'll complain.

- Country of whingers.
- Those whingers are our customers.

We have to listen.

Uh, no, we don't.

You don't even use our products.

Rag-tag focus group.

What do they know
about Face of Flair?

Ever noticed how every Face
of Flair has been biracial?

No, that's not true.
They're not all mixed race.

- Which one isn't?
- [Claudia] What is your point?

The brand for the discerning
Black British woman,

except we like our Black women
to always have one white parent.

If it ain't broke, why mess with it?
Face of Flair's fine the way it is.

We have a colourism problem.

We pick the best model for the
job. It's about what sells.

Oh, and here at Flair & Glory,

we like our Black beauty light,
bright, and with a narrow nose.

- Don't talk to Mum like that.
- Oh.

So, Face of Flair
is going ahead.

Claudia, I appreciate
all of your hard work,

but I'll take it from here.

What?

This is my project.

Not any more.

The disrespect...

[knock on door]

Thanks for having my
back in the boardroom.

Things need shaking up.

How are you doing?

Er, my dyslexia gets
worse when I'm stressed.

I feel like I'm just so out
of my depth with all of this.

Alesha, I didn't hire
you to do paperwork.

You know products better than
anyone, that's why you're here.

- But they sent me all of these.
- Send it back.

Hire an executive assistant and make
them summarise everything for you

Choose a number two in products
and make them handle the paperwork.

- Delegate, Alesha.
- Okay.

Products is your area now,

and what we need is new
ideas in the pipeline.

You have a right to be here.

Take up space.

Ms Richards. Eric from IT.

Yes, come in.

So, Stephen's emails...

You stayed real quiet
in there, Andre.

What about having my back?

I'm no use to you if
she doesn't trust me.

You promised me results.

You said you'd get
shareholders to be on my side.

What happened?

Why's it taking so long?

I'm fighting a lot of fires right
now, if you hadn't really noticed.

Mmm.

So, tell me, how did all
that money go missing

and you not notice anything?

Claudia, what the f... Don't
try and do me like that.

[chuckles]

Chill, I'm only joking.

Well, don't.

It's people like me who
always end up doing time.

You're right about that.

Claudia.

Claudia.

Your visitor has arrived.

- It's above my pay grade.
- But you're the safe guy!

[man chuckles]

I can pay.

This type of safe, it's got
failsafes, it's got triggers...

I... I'm not insured
for this kind of thing.

Then who is?

[chuckling] Hey.
You're still here.

I didn't even know you
cared about the business.

W[chuckles] ell, no-one
gave me a chance to care.

It was always about you.

You were being
groomed to inherit,

and I was the oldest who wasn't
supposed to want anything

because I was a girl.

Did you ever think how
messed up that was?

[chuckles]

Yeah, when you say it like
that, it sounds kinda sexist.

Yeah.

Hey, er...

I got this for you.

- They're nicer than mine.
- [chuckles]

Do you trust her?

Nina's for real.

I know you don't wanna hear it.

I don't know anything any more.

This missing money...

It just feels like all this
stuff is happening around me

and I'm in the dark.

[R&B music plays]

Mmm!

So good.

[ringing]

[Simon] You have reached
Simon Richards. Do the thing.

Si, I need you to call me.

Something here is
seriously messed up.

Maureen?

Hi.

You have messages.

What now?

Some of the shareholders have
heard rumours about a money issue.

[Nina sighs]

[sighs]

[Nina] I told you this
stays in the family.

You are not my family.

You don't even know
what you've done.

You know, you're just
like your mother.

Looking down your nose, thinking
you're better than everyone.

Not everyone.

Because you ran your mouth,
I can't contain this.

How long before it's in the press
or the fraud squad start calling?

Girl, that's your problem.

[scoffs]

Your problem, too.

Your signature, right?
Here, and here, and here.

So what?

You co-signed loans for
Stephen. Personal guarantees.

That was years ago.

Your name is all over
some very toxic assets.

We go down, and the bank will
take everything you have left.

Stephen said it wasn't anything.

All you had to do was shut up.

Get out of my house.

The way things are going, it
won't be yours much longer.

Get out!

[exhales]

You have no shame, Claudia. How you
got him is how you will lose him.

b*tch!

Mummy, what's wrong?

Come here.

Is it Daddy?

Mmm-hmm.

[mobile vibrating]

Please tell me you
have some answers.

[Eric] I've located the account
that deleted those emails.

- [sighs]
- It was an inside job.

Thank you, Eric.

You deleted those emails and
files, and I wanna know why.

I don't understand.

Your log-in was used
to wipe all the data.

And you deleted the cloud
server and the back-up, too.

No, I didn't.

Davina, if it was an
accident, you can tell me.

Ms Richards, I swear, I don't
even know how to do that.

Okay, if you won't be
honest with me, Davina...

I'm telling the truth.

I don't know about
any deleted emails.

You're suspended.

Security will escort you out.

We're gonna conduct a full
investigation. Do you understand?

I didn't do anything.
I love working here!

I haven't even
taken a sample home.

If our investigation reveals
a crime has been committed,

the authorities
will be involved.

Please leave your company
phone and your key fob.

[Davina] No.

No! This isn't right.

I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything.

Andre!

You know me. Andre!

Thank you.

- I don't think...
- Clearly.

Your involvement with Ms Chase is
also under investigation by HR.

Davina isn't capable of
this. Then who helped her?

You left us open to a
number of legal actions,

so if I find out you were involved,
things will get real ugly.

Okay, but I don't understand
what's taking them so long.

Why can't they open it?

The experts have to
talk to other experts.

[sighs] Look, we
should tell Gus.

Not until we know
what's inside there.

[sighs] This is so messed
up. I literally hate them.

Why did Dad do this?

I don't understand what
he was trying to do.

And Alesha, I mean,
she is such a traitor!

Don't talk about your
sister like that.

I just wanna know what's in...

Oh, hey, babe.

- [Claudia] Hi, Luke.
- Hi, Mrs R.

Er, am I... Am I interrupting?

No. I should go. Talk later.

Yeah. Bye, Mum.

- What was that?
- Huh?

The minute I come in, you stop
talking, and it's not the first time.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Don't do that.
Don't gaslight me.

Okay, you can't tell anyone.

Someone stole money
from the company.

Like, a lot of it.

What!? How much?

Millions.

Sasha.

[Sasha] What am I
supposed to do with this?

Um...

Wear it?

Do you want me to get
robbed in the street?

- Let's go to my office.
- No, no...

Who do you think you are?

Just because I work in that bar
doesn't mean you can buy me.

I wasn't trying to buy you.
I thought you'd like it.

No, no, I don't know
about this VIP life,

but if you wanna step to me,

then act like a normal
person. I'm not for sale.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Gideon sighs]

This has to be an inside job.

Thomas is one of the best
forensic accountants in Europe.

If anyone can track
that money, it's him.

Meanwhile, we are
hanging on the edge.

I don't understand
how Stephen missed it.

Unless Stephen was doing this.

No. No, your father was
many things, but not that.

Between Davina, Andre and
Gus, no-one can be trusted.

Nina, it's you that has to
get things under control.

We need a massive injection of
cash to survive the next year.

There's no margin
for error, Gideon.

The board will encourage you to
sell some parts of the business

- and claw back whatever money they can.
- Absolutely not.

Then you need allies among
the shareholders, Nina.

Without them, you
can't right this ship.

[mobile ringing]

It's IT calling. I
have to take this.

- We'll talk tonight.
- Of course.

[Eric] Ms Richards, I think
I've found something else.

[Claudia] This is about sales.

People want us to say, "Use
the cream plus the powder,

"do the work and
you'll look beautiful."

- [Wanda] It's about being aspirational.
- [Claudia] Exactly.

Our company can
be inclusive, too.

We could pick three models.
Something for everyone.

No! That's a cop out.

Okay, so what, Alesha? We
stop using mixed race models?

You don't think that's
divisive and anti-Black?

You're missing the point.

Being mixed or light-skinned

shouldn't mean you
automatically win.

[Wanda scoffs] Okay,
this is business.

- It should be Leanne.
- Yinka or Syreeta.

[Claudia] Ridiculous. They
don't represent Flair & Glory.

[Alesha] It's Flair &
Glory if we say it is.

And I decide what's
Flair & Glory.

You're the one saying
the company's in trouble.

Tonight you have to choose
between these women.

Make the wrong decision, and
whatever happens, it's on you.

Time's ticking.

Oh, yes!

Oh, my God, that's them! These
were the shoes I was talking about.

- Er, excuse me.
- Erm, can I get these in a four, please?

[scoffs] No.

Get the shoe in
a 4, do your job.

[scoffs]

- I want to speak to your manager.
- I don't have a manager.

Right. Excuse me. This
assistant was just really rude.

Ms Richards, your
stylist is ready for you.

Shall we head up to
the private floor?

Thank you, Carla.

Yeah, let's get away
from all of this.

We'll find the perfect
outfit for tonight.

Thanks.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's so cute.

- It's perfect.
- Thank you.

I love it. Thank you.

You're welcome.

[mobile ringing]

Mmm.

Hi.

[Simon] Hey. You made
your decision, right?

No.

You have, like, three
hours. Talk me through.

Okay, so Leanne Mason,

she has millions of
Instagram followers, right?

Big campaigns, sponsorships.

Someone like her, ads go viral.

- No-brainer.
- So what's the problem?

Or we can go the
progressive direction.

Do something for the culture.

Weren't you the one saying
there's no room for error?

Yeah, that was me,

but we need to connect with
the young Black consumer.

That's the only way we grow.

Look, you can't predict or
anticipate Black Twitter,

all the big talk and think pieces, then
give 'em what they say they want...

Tumbleweeds.

Yeah, but listen, my gut says,

"What's the f*cking point if
we don't take the big swings?"

But my head says this
could blow up in my face.

Seriously, though,
whatever happens,

you need to be able to
stand by your choice.

You can't please everybody
all the time, okay?

Now send me a picture of
what your hair looks like.

I need to approve.

[text alert]

What do you think?

- Oh, God. Change it.
- Really?

Yeah, that doesn't
work for me. Change it.

[reporter] Tonight sees the
unveiling of the new Face of Flair

right in Central London's
glittering West End.

Can we afford all this?

Probably not. Unless I
make the right decision.

[reporters clamour]

Mum is the queen of
making an entrance.

That figures.

[reporter] Face of Flair is
notorious for launching the careers

of our most successful models, and
tonight looks like no exception.

Who will win?

[band plays Redemption Song]

Hi.

[Luke] I've got a few
auditions coming up.

We should swap numbers...

Connect when I'm in LA.

You're being embarrassing.

- Right.
- Yeah.

Don't forget there are
journalists listening.

[Claudia] Any news on
the unknown shareholder?

I'm tracking companies
from the same person.

I just need to follow the trail.

Do it, before she destroys
the whole company.

Good to see you out.

You like the new girl?

- Mrs Richards...
- Claudia.

Mrs Richards, I'm not going to
discuss what happens in the office.

Always good with the secrets.

A glass of champagne?

It's not a good idea.

Excuse me.

It's almost time for
the announcement.

Have you decided?

[Nina] Out of interest...

What did Davina do to you?

Sorry, I don't...

IT discovered that you deleted
those files using her log-in.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Okay.

You can talk it over
with the police.

Let them comb through
every corner of your life.

- It's not what you think.
- Isn't it?

Either you embezzled a truckload
of money from the company,

or you're covering
for my father.

No.

Then why delete those records?

Eric from IT is restoring the
files. I will know everything.

I was protecting his privacy.

Stephen changed.

He became quiet, secretive, began
booking his own appointments.

At first I thought
it was a woman...

But then I read some
emails I shouldn't have,

and I saw some expenses from
abroad and I put it together.

Put what together?

He'd been going to Zurich.

Why?

Maureen, I will throw
you under the bus so fast

if you don't tell me the truth.

He was seeing an
oncologist there.

A world-renowned specialist.

Oh?

I don't think Stephen
was embezzling.

He was dying.

[cheering and applause]

- Hey. You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Honestly, honey, Mason, what
an amazing musical family!

I'm sorry, but I have to interrupt
'cause we're actually here for a reason.

Not just a drink-up.

[laughter]

It's time to announce
the Face of Flair.

Now, I don't know about you,

but the Face of Flair is a
big thing in my house, yeah?

You know, everyone
has their opinion.

You made me look like a fool.

- You gave my godfather your LinkedIn.
- I'm here to make contacts.

You're here to support your
girlfriend and her family.

- Nobody likes a star...
- Shh!

[hostess] Some of you have
your fantasy football league

and we have the Face of Flair.

Right, and I wanna know
who's gonna be the winner.

Is it gonna be the lightie
with the blue eyes?

Or will it be the sister
queen with the 3C curls?

Mmm-hmm. That, kids, is why
I get my payment upfront.

You'd better find your little
notepad app and take down some notes

because you're gonna get
schooled today, Okay?

But seriously, though, Flair
& Glory is the real deal.

Growing up, it's that
brand that made you realise

Black can be mainstream.

It's a brand that we
look at and you think,

we can create and own businesses
and companies. But listen,

I don't wanna get into it,

'cause I'll be here chatting
all day, you know how I'm like.

So, before they kick
me off the stage,

I wanna welcome the one and
only, the CEO of Flair & Glory,

Ms Nina Richards.

[cheering and applause]

Thank you.

My parents, Stephen and Oyin,

believed that Black consumers
deserve to be treated with respect.

And so, Flair & Glory was born
in our flat in Finsbury Park.

Blood of Jesus.

Flair & Glory has been at the
heart of Black British beauty

for over 20 years, and now after
the tragic loss of our father,

we want to secure that legacy
for the next generation.

[Nina clears throat]

It's so great to see you all
here tonight looking stunning.

I know my father would really
appreciate your presence

as we celebrate another
year of Face of Flair.

What's she doing here?

[Nina] ...synonymous
with Black excellence.

What the hell?

Ms Richards, I think
me and you have a lot

- in common, you know.
- Shh!

The next Face of Flair is about
the future of this company.

- Who are you?
- Davina, not here.

Gus, Wanda,

Alesha...

Do you wanna know a secret?

Can someone call security?
Like, what is she doing?

You're gonna call
security on me again?

We're joined tonight by all
of our wonderful finalists,

- and in selecting this year's Face...
- You lot are all hypocrites!

Okay, I guess the champagne was
flowing a little too freely.

Erm, the winner of this
year's Face of Flair...

I don't know nothing
about no hack...

But I know one thing.

Did you know your mum was
fooling with the help?

- [others gasp]
- Okay.

Security.

Oh, sh*t, you guys didn't know?

These two.

Andre, you really need to change
the passcode on your phone.

Let me just pull up the
picture your mum sent...

Ugh.

Get her out of here.

- [Wanda] Mum.
- Bloody hell.

- [Claudia] I said, get her out of here.
- [Wanda] Mum.

Don't worry.

I'm out.

- What is this?
- Are you sh1tting me?

This is neither the
time or the place.

Let's just save
this, yeah? Save it.

[crashing]

I'm... I'm proud to announce

Yinka Olusegun is this
year's Face of Flair.

[cheering and applause]

Bullshit.

I can't believe you
would do this to Dad.

How long has it been going on?

You should be
ashamed of yourself.

Don't talk to me like that.

This is not the sort of publicity
the brand needs right now.

There are more videos
of Gus punching Andre

than there are of
the Face of Flair.

Yeah, UK Black Twitter is
sharing a tweet saying,

"Absolute chaos tonight.
Affairs, punch-ups.

"Talk about in-fighting."

I just...

How long has it been going on?

Dad's probably
turning in his grave.

You know what, you
two need to grow up.

What did you think Dad was doing in
that fancy flat of his in the city?

- Okay, that's different.
- How?

How?

Back off of Mum.

We have bigger problems
to worry about.

Have you taken a
look at social media?

Flair & Glory's being
trashed. We're a joke.

[indistinct chatter]

[ringing]

You've reached Simon
Richards. Do the thing.

[vibrating]

[Nina] Hey, Romeo. Are you up?

Sorry, can we have a moment

for your brother's right hook,
though? Like, that was crazy.

Sorry. Can I get another one?

[gasping]

Oh, my God!

- What? What now?
- Oh, my God!

- What?
- Ms Frederique just tweeted.

- Saying? What did she say?
- Nina did it!

Oh, my God!

"The queen of US fashion."

[both squealing]

- We need shots!
- Yes, please!

You put me in this position.

[Andre] We never talked
about being exclusive.

Exclusive? Are you mad?

I don't give a damn
about your easy pickings!

My children are looking
at me like I'm loose.

I found the secret shareholder.

What?

Check your email.

[Asian Romeo] We
should do this again.

It's like that?

Okay

[Nina] Oh.

[Nina gasping]

Oh, f*ck, yes!

What's up?

Why have you still
got your clothes on?

As the lady wishes.

Mehta? The Irish millionaire?

He let them into our business?

[Andre] Jasel Mehta
was worth millions.

He owned most of the Black hair
shops in the UK and Ireland.

Stephen hated his shops.

Stephen must have
needed a cash injection.

How else was he
paying for your lives?

Mehta's name was hidden.

He purchased through his
network of companies.

We have to get to Mehta.

He died recently.

Who's controlling things now?

His son inherited everything.

Rishi.

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