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Intro. in the morning in Minas Gerais when the luxury car crossed the gate of the old Santa Helena Farm. The sound of tires on the gravel broke the silence of the field. From inside came Isabela Monteiro, a 25-year-old woman from the capital of São Paulo — elegant, confident, but completely out of her habitat. The big city ran through her veins, not the smell of wet earth or the mooing of cattle in the distance. Her father, Dr. Álvaro Monteiro, a renowned lawyer and respected farmer, had been gone for a few months. And now, all the responsibility of that rural empire fell on the shoulders of the only daughter — who barely knew how to differentiate a bull from a dairy cow. In the yard, watching the arrival, was Iago Duarte, a 31-year-old man, his body marked by heavy work and a firm gaze. He had worked on the farm since he was young and had the full trust of the former owner. With a degree in Business Administration and a postgraduate degree in Veterinary Medicine, he was Álvaro's right-hand man — and now, he would be responsible for

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