Ramon's Residence
 "Please, I need to talk to my brother. His niece needs help. You said they were on their way but why aren't they there yet?" Ramil said to the security head at Ramon's mansion.
 "They are a little far from here. Better yet, sit here first." The security head handed a chair to Ramil.
 "I am sorry. I am really restless. I was talking to my daughter earlier but she wasn't talking. The last time I called, I heard something," Ramil said.
 The security head looked at Ramil's face in amazement. It looks exactly like his boss.
 "Your majesty thought you were dead. How did you survive the fire?" asked the security head.
 "There was a good person who saved me before. I haven't even thanked him yet. I left the hospital without even saying goodbye to the person watching over me," Ramil replied.
 "Ah, is that so?" The security head saw Ramon's car approaching. "They're here," he said.
 Ramil quickly turned his back. There was no limit to his happiness at that time because he could hug his Kuya Ramon again. He immediately stood up from his seat to greet his brother.
 Tamahome was the first to get out of the car. He ran to see Ramon. He slowly opened the car door. "Your majesty, we are here," he said as he woke up his boss.
 Ramon opened his eyes. He removed his glasses and adjusted his clothes. He was nervous as he got out of the car but his fear and doubt disappeared immediately when he saw Ramil running towards them. The way Ramil greeted him before when he came home from school was the same way he greets him now. His smile was wide as he spread his hands. He dropped the glasses he was holding and happily greeted his youngest brother.
 "I thought he was going to investigate that person first? Why did the wind suddenly change?" Tamahome watched Ramon. "It's only today that I saw him smile like that. Is that man really his brother? Is that what is called a leap of blood?" he whispered.
 "Kuya!" Ramil shouted.
 "Bunso!" Ramon shouted.
 Both Ramon and Ramil's eyes got wet when they hugged each other.
 "I thought you were gone," Ramon said crying.
 "I'm sorry, brother. I'm sorry if it took me a long time to recover. I miss you so much, especially my wife and daughter," Ramil sniffed.
 Ramon frowned. "You know that your wife and daughter are alive?" he asked. He removed his hands to Ramil’s shoulders. He also wiped his tears.
 "I've only talked to Freya, kuya. Do you know where my wife and daughter are? Are they together? How was their life when I was gone?" Ramil asked one after the other.
 Ramon blinked and looked at Ramil's legs. "You can walk now, bunso? How? And how did you survive the fire?"
 "Your majesty, I'm sorry if I get involved in the conversation between the two of you, but I think it's better for you to continue your conversation inside. It's safer if only the three of us or just the two of you can hear about what you're talking about, " suggested Tamahome.
 Ramon immediately agreed. He put his left hand on Ramil’s shoulder and then they entered the mansion.
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 Mayo Clinic, Florida
 Freya got out of Don Vandolf's room. She still couldn't believe what she found out. Don Vandolf strictly ordered that she will never tell anyone about what they discussed…not even Jacob.
 "Wife, what happened? Why do you feel bad? Did dad fight you? Did he hurt you?" Jacob asked worriedly.
 "I'm fine, Jacob. I'm probably just tired. I will go to the hotel first," Freya said softly.
 "I will go with you," Jacob said. He held Freya's right hand.
 "No! I mean, just stay here. Papa needs you. Thanks for your concern," Freya said as she walked out. She looked at her and Jacob's holding hands. 'Does he know that Yael is still alive? He was the first to see the forensic report and DNA results of the corpse. Is it possible that he knows or is he also a victim? Who changed the results then? There are so many questions that are bothering me right now. I really need to go back to the Philippines. I will find the person who conducted the tests on the corpse. I will do everything to make him sing,' she thought.
 "Wife, I think you're not okay. I've been calling you for a while," said Jacob. His face showed concern. "What did dad tell you?" He was curious.
 "Nothing. He just apologized to me. My head and heart just hurt a bit because I remembered the fire that happened before," Freya lied. She reminded herself again that she shouldn't trust anyone and that her mind was still messed up. She has so many questions that will not be answered if she stays in Florida.
 Jacob's cell phone rang. When he saw who was calling, he immediately said goodbye to Freya. "Wife, excuse me. I have to take this call. Papa's doctor is calling," he said.
 "Go ahead. I'm going home to rest. We'll talk tomorrow before I leave," said Freya.
 "Do you really need to fly back to the Philippines? Can't you stay here at least for a few days? We've just arrived." Jacob looked at the screen of his cell phone. The call had ended. "He's so impatient," he whispered.
 "As much as I want to, I can't. I need to find someone. I need to do a lot of things." Freya frowned when she heard Jacob's cell phone ring again. "I'll go ahead. Answer that call...maybe it's urgent," she said before walking away from Jacob.
 While Jacob was talking to his interlocutor, Freya had already walked a long way. He looked at her.
 "Why did he lie?" she murmured. She remembered the name of the person who called Jacob when she accidentally took a glimpse of it. "That's not the name of dad's doctor." She stared intently at Jacob from afar. "Are you hiding something from me, Jacob Anderson Gray?" she said.