"Did I hear right? Marcus saved you from the fire?" Ramon asked with a frown.
 Ramil nodded.
 "Do you know his name?" asked Ramon.
 Ramil thought for a moment. He tried to remember the name of the person he owed his life to in his brain. "Ythan! Ythan Marcus!" he replied with a smile.
 Ramon's eyebrows met. His suspicions were correct. He stared at one of his assistants. He immediately took a bottle of wine and a goblet. He poured wine into his master's goblet.
 "Ramil, I have to tell you something and it is very important so you have to listen very carefully." Ramon ordered his assistants to leave using only his eyes. They quickly left the room.
 "What's that, kuya?" asked Ramil.
 Ramon handed one goblet to his youngest brother. He poured some wine into it. “Drink it first," he said.
 "But kuya, I don't drink," said Ramil.
 "From now on, you need to learn how to drink alcohol. You will need that in the next few days," Ramon said emphatically.
 Ramil brought the goblet he was holding close to his nose. He was hooked on the smell of alcohol. He immediately moved the goblet away from his nose and put it down on the table. "I really can't, kuya,” he said.
 Ramon stood up. He turned his back to his brother and stared at their photo taped to the wall. "If you can't stand the smell and taste of a fine wine with low alcohol content, how can you take revenge?"
 "W-what? Revenge? For what?" Ramil asked naively.
 Ramon quickly confronted Ramil. "I'll tell you what it's for when you're done drinking that little bit of wine." He pointed to the goblet on the table with his lips.
 Ramil smelled the wine again. "I'm sorry, kuya. I really can't drink," he insisted.
 Ramon closed his eyes tightly. He picked up his senses.
 "I didn't come for revenge as you say, brother. I came to ask you for help. I want to locate my wife and daughter." Ramil put the cup down on the table again.
 Ramon's eyes opened and stared at his brother. He smiled at him. "Do you really need to find them? Am I not enough?"
 "What kind of questions are those, brother? They are my family–"
 "I am also your family," replied Ramon.
 "Kuya, you are important to me but my wife and daughter are more important to me. They are the reason why I insisted on getting well and getting out of the four corners of the hospital," said Ramil.
 "They will also be the reason why you will be destroyed," Ramon whispered. As much as possible, he doesn't want to hurt Ramil's feelings. He doesn't want his youngest brother to know that his wife, Rhea, married the man he thought was his savior. He also doesn't want his brother to know that his daughter Freya married the blood of the people who caused the fire that was the wick of the disintegration of his family.
 "What are you talking about, kuya?" asked Ramil.
 "I said, I'm not going to force you to drink the wine that's in front of you," Ramon teased. He took Ramil's goblet and poured the wine himself.
 "What now, kuya? When are we going to start looking for my wife and daughter?" Ramil asked, smiling.
 Ramon dropped the goblet to pick up the bottle of wine. He poured wine over it again. He asked directly to his younger brother. "Pardon? What did you say?" he asked kindly.
 "When are we going to start looking for Rhea and Freya?" Ramil repeated.
 "No need. I know where they are." Ramon played with the goblet he was holding.
 Ramil's eyes shone. "Really, kuya?"
 Ramon nodded. "Prepare yourself. I will show you what the true colors of your supposed families are," he said.
 Ramil frowned. 'Why does my brother seem to have a grudge against my wife and daughter? Did something happen while I was in a coma?' he thought.
 ~~~~
 "Set, come here," Jacob called after he put down his cell phone.
 "Do you have any orders, Sir Jacob?" Set responded quickly.
 "Watch papa and please, don't ever leave him here no matter what," Jacob ordered.
 "Are you going to follow Ma'am Freya?" Set was curious.
 Jacob shook his head. "I need to go somewhere. It's urgent." He looked at his wristwatch.
 "May I know where you are going, sir?" Set asked.
 Jacob's eyebrows met. "It's not your business anymore, Set," he said.
 "I'm sorry, sir. Maybe senior or Ma'am Freya will ask me about your whereabouts so gus–"
 "Just tell them that I am going to meet a potential investor. I can't just stand here knowing that LNGC is in danger of closing. Rhea Marcus is such a headache. She's starting to devour our company," Jacob said. "I need to go, Set. Remember what I told you!"
 "You can count on me, Sir Jacob," Set said.
 Jacob turned his back on Set and started walking. He waved his hands at Set.
 "Sir Jacob, be careful!" Set yelled.
 Jacob smiled before turning to Set. "Take care of dad," he said. "By the way, Jun is on his way here. I couldn't catch Agosto so I just sent Jun to follow him. Rest until he arrives."
 Set bowed when he heard what Jacob said. "Thank you very much, Sir Jacob!"
 Jacob turned his back again and waved at Set. He continued walking. His face suddenly became serious. He couldn't get out of his mind what one of his staff had reported to him earlier.
 "Kuya Jackson needs to be free. His life is in danger. You are my only hope...Ramon Oligario," Jacob whispered before he finally running towards the location of the elevator.