Chapter 2 I Can Save Him

At the Douglas family's residence

After celebrating Alvaro's departure, the three women called Emilio. They decided to exaggerate the issue to make him hate Alvaro. After all, they had pictures to prove their statement.

The phone rang, and Emilio immediately answered the call.

He was about to have some rest when he received a call from his granddaughter. His face turned livid when he heard the accusation.

"You... Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, Grandpa. I was shocked as you are. I never thought Alvaro would do such a despicable thing. I mean, he looked like a decent guy. We are scared of him. I hope you won't possibly keep him after everything..."

"Enough! I know Alvaro very well. He would never do such a thing! You must have added something to his drink," Emilio cut her off angrily.

Carmela flinched back in fear when she heard his loud, resonant voice. "What are you saying, Grandpa? How could we..."

"Shut up! No matter what happens, Alvaro is family. You have always picked on him and never regarded him as a family member from the day I brought him home. I have talked to you several times about it. But you never listened to me once. Enough is enough! Maybe leaving is the best choice for him..."

Emilio was both furious and dejected. Finally, he hung up the phone and slumped on the sofa, rubbing his temples. "What do I tell her if she comes to me and asks about him?"

"What happened, Carmela? What did Grandpa say?" Donna looked at her expectantly.

Carmela rolled her eyes and repeated what Emilio told her.

Donna snorted with disdain. "I don't understand why your Grandpa is always partial toward him. Alvaro is an orphan. He would have starved to death if we didn't bring him home. I understand that. But he is a grown man now. He should have self-respect and start supporting himself instead of depending on us for everything."

"It doesn't matter," Carmela snapped coldly. "I have enough evidence. I will divorce him for sure."

Aaliyah walked up to her sister and snickered. "Carmela, should I ask Jayden to arrange for some men to teach Alvaro a lesson? They will warn him and make sure he stays away from our family."

Jayden Frazier was Aaliyah's boyfriend. He was an arrogant man from a rich family. He knew several hooligans and bullied Alvaro all the time.

After a moment's hesitation, Carmela bit her lower lip and nodded. "All right. That sounds good but don't do anything drastic. Otherwise, he will find another excuse to annoy us."

"Don't worry. I've got this." Aaliyah smiled confidently.

*

Meantime, in the old Douglas family's residence.

Emilio lay on the bed after talking to his granddaughter. He couldn't fall asleep and ended up tossing and turning on the bed. An occasional sigh escaped his lips as worry and fear wracked his nerves.

Twenty-five years ago, the Douglas family was just an ordinary clan in a small village.

A cold night changed Emilio's life. It was raining heavily, and the sky roared with a peal of thunder.

Emilio was in his mid-forties. He got up at night to use the restroom, and that was when he beheld the magnificent sight. His body trembled.

Emilio saw a beautiful woman stepping on a giant golden bird with a baby in her arms. He squinted through the showers to see if he was hallucinating or not.

The woman's long red hair billowed in the wind. She looked ethereal -- like a goddess from heaven had descended to the earth.

Emilo was startled. For a moment, he thought it was a strange dream. However, the loud cries of the baby in the woman's arms made him realize everything was transpiring right before his eyes.

He had seen the golden bird in a book before. It resembled the legendary Phoenix.

The red-haired woman flew toward Emilio's house. Her speed and agility were uncanny.

The roars of the thunder grew louder as it rained heavily. But there wasn't even a drop of rain on her.

Emilio slumped to the ground, trembling with fright.

Then, the incredible woman handed the baby in her arms to Emilio. She gave the Douglas family a fortune and asked him to raise the baby.

If not for the woman, the Douglas family wouldn't have flourished and become wealthy and powerful.

Alvaro was the baby who changed their lives, but everyone treated him like a servant.

Before leaving, the woman reminded Emilio to treat Alvaro as his own grandson and that she would return to take him back at the right time.

However, Carmela had driven Alvaro out of the house, accusing him of a filthy act.

Emilio didn't know what to do if the woman came back and asked him for Alvaro. What would he tell her?

Emilio shuddered. He was scared and helpless.

*

Alvaro had a bizarre dream that night.

A beautiful, red-haired woman knelt beside him and planted a soft kiss on the back of his hand. Tears streamed down her beautiful face. Her eyes gleamed with guilt.

"I'm sorry, my king. You have been through a lot all these years. But don't worry. You will slowly regain your powers and become undefeatable."

The woman's voice resounded in his ears.

Before Alvaro could ask anything, plenty of knowledge and information flooded his mind.

Alvaro could sense the information was about ancient martial art forms, legendary medical skills that vanished thousands of years ago, and powerful spells.

"Ah!"

Alvaro woke up screaming.

He looked around and found himself lying on an enormous, fluffy bed. The furnishings looked opulent and more expensive than what the Douglas family owned.

"Oh my God! It's a miracle! You are awake! Finally!"

A loud shriek startled Alvaro.

He turned around in confusion and saw a woman in her early twenties.

She looked beautiful and graceful. Her eyes widened in surprise when she examined Alvaro's face.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" Alvaro asked, still looking around the place.

The woman smiled at him. "What? Don't you remember anything? A car hit you and sped off. I was present during the accident. You were badly injured, so I brought you here. Oh, this is my home, by the way. "

Alvaro was dumbfounded.

He wracked his brain, and the memory of that morning flooded his mind. The woman was right.

Alvaro remembered walking out of Douglas family's house, feeling betrayed. He was devastated. Just as he wondered what to do, a car rushed from nowhere and hit him.

Alvaro got out of bed and smiled gratefully. "Thank you for saving my life."

"You're welcome." The woman waved her hands. "After all, you woke up yourself. To be honest, I thought you wouldn't survive."

"What? Why?" Alvaro frowned.

The woman explained everything to him.

The car had hit Alvaro with full force. He flew and fell on the ground a couple of feet away with a loud thud. His injuries were severe, and his breathing had almost stopped.

Considering there was a famous doctor in her home and sufficient medical supplies, she quickly took Alvaro to the car and drove him home.

Unfortunately, the doctor said saving Alvaro was impossible because he had lost a lot of blood. He was in critical condition.

Surprisingly, Alvaro woke up in thirty minutes.

He suddenly remembered the strange dream he had when he was unconscious.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had woken up because of the dream.

"Thank you again." He nodded earnestly.

The woman smiled at him. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, a maid darted to the room and shouted anxiously, "Miss Brown, Mr. Brown's condition has worsened. The doctor says there is no hope. Mr. Brown said he wanted to see you for one last time."

"What?"

The woman, named Bella Brown, had a look of shock on her face. She quickly rushed out of the room.

Only then did Alvaro realize the doctor was here to treat someone in her family.

It sounded like the patient's condition was critical.

After a moment's hesitation, Alvaro quickly followed her out.

He soon found the bedroom at the far end of the corridor and saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his face scrunched in pain.

A middle-aged doctor stood beside him.

"Dr. Archer, how is my father?" Bella asked anxiously.

Magnus Archer lowered his head guiltily. "I'm sorry. Mr. Brown is suffering from a peculiar illness. I've tried every means, but..."

"What... What are you saying? I don't believe it!"

The blood on Bella's face drained.

She threw herself into her father's arms and began sobbing uncontrollably. "Dad, wake up. Dad... Please..."

However, her father, Fernando Brown, didn't respond to her pleas. The doctor was right. The illness had no cure.

"I'm sorry." Magnus sadly shook his head, gesturing there was no hope.

Bella hugged her father tighter as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"No, no! There is a cure," Alvaro said as he walked into the room.

Bella's breath caught in her throat. She and Magnus turned and looked at Alvaro.

"Hey... You..."

Magnus cast a quizzical look that quickly changed to surprise. "Aren't you the guy who met with a car accident a while ago? When did you wake up? How?"

"Yeah. It's me." Alvaro nodded and turned to look at Bella. "Don't give up. Mr. Brown's condition is curable."

Magnus' face darkened. "I have decades of experience as a doctor. Although I want to save Mr. Brown, I know there is no cure for his illness."

After saying that, he looked at Bella for affirmation.

Bella wiped her tears and looked at Alvaro. "I don't have the time to listen to you joking around. Now that you are awake and perfectly fine, please leave."

"I'm serious!" Alvaro said anxiously. "I can save Mr. Brown. Trust me. Give me a chance; I'll cure him."

Bella frowned and cast a quizzical look at him. "Are you a doctor?"

"No." Alvaro shook his head.

"Do you have any medical skills?" Bella asked, cocking her head.

"I don't." Alvaro still shook his head.

Bella's jaw tightened.

Her face reddened with rage.

She couldn't believe Alvaro was offering help when he wasn't a medical professional.

"Stop wasting our time!" Magnus sneered at him.

"Get out!" Bella growled, pointing at the door. "I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense!"

Alvaro didn't know how to explain or convince them.

After all, he didn't possess any medical skills.

However, Alvaro saw a cloud of black mist lingering around the patient's forehead as soon as he stepped into the room.

He immediately had an inkling that destroying the black mist would bring him back to life.

The black mist seemed to grow with every passing minute and had covered his entire face now. Alvaro knew the mist would eventually cover his entire body, and the patient would die if he didn't receive prompt treatment.

Alvaro grew anxious. He didn't have the time to explain. Saving the patient's life was more important than convincing the others. With that in mind, he rushed to the bedside.

The other two people present recoiled in shock.

"You jerk! What the hell are you doing?"

"Somebody, stop him!"

Two burly bodyguards rushed into the room. However, Alvaro was already near the patient. Before anyone could act, he slapped the patient's forehead.