Before Jessie rolled into the villa, Albert had one last tete-a-tete with Axell.

In a cramped room, Axell was hauled out.

He looked beat down, like he'd aged a decade overnight.

Back in the day, Axell might not have been born with a silver spoon, but he came from a brainy bunch, solid middle-class. To see him hit rock bottom like this was a shocker.

An iron barrier stood between Axell and Albert as they locked eyes.