Miracle Doctor Daddy

After listening to Grandpa’s explanation, Reeva widened her eyes and exclaimed, “Lachlan is that powerful?”

Caelan nodded with a meaningful expression and said, “If he decides to develop in the military, he could be the next Mighty Sky War God!”

Suddenly his expression changed and he said in a serious tone, “Isa must not make an enemy out of Lachlan!”

Just then his phone rang.

It was Isa calling!

“Isa, have you arrived in Edoland yet?” Caelan asked.

Isa hesitated for a moment before replying, “Not yet. I’ll go tomorrow.”

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He then asked again, “Grandpa, can the divine doctor you mentioned cure me tomorrow?”

Caelan replied, “I’ll call and ask him. It depends on his schedule. But Isa, you must remember to be polite when you meet him. Even if there were conflicts between you two before, you must put them aside.”

Isa smiled, “I understand Grandpa! If he really can cure me, it will be my greatest favor. I’m grateful for it. How could there be any conflict?”

“Well then that’s great!” Caelan hung up and called Lachlan.

Lachlan was boarding the plane but answered anyway when Caelen asked about curing Isa’s condition. Lachlan assured him that it would not be a problem tomorrow. He would return tonight so as to treat this junior of Caelan’s himself.

This time, Caelan spoke more politely than before. After thanking Lachlan, Caelan called back Isa immediately after hanging up with Lachlan.

When Isa learned that the “expert” could cure his defect by tomorrow, his excitement soared. “Tonight I will catch Miranda, and tomorrow, I can enjoy myself!”

A smug grin appeared on Isa’s face as he began imagining how he would conquer Miranda.

“Mr. Austin, Sarah has already arranged for Miranda to come out.” Kayden came over at this time with an evil smile on his face reporting good news.

“Great! Hahaha…” Isa laughed happily several times, before leaving with several henchmen from the villa.

That night at nine o’clock, the rural farmhouse restaurant was where they gathered. The food here was not only unique, but also had small wooden houses built in its courtyard. There were large iron pots and other rustic decorations inside which added charm.

At this moment, Miranda was eating and chatting with Sarah, talking about funny things from their school days.

“Miranda, I can’t believe you married an ordinary man! With your qualifications, it’s such a waste!” Sarah said with a twinkle in her eye as she watched Miranda drink another glass of juice.

Hearing this, Miranda frowned slightly and felt a bit unhappy. “Sarah, Lachlan is not an ordinary person! In my heart, he is the most outstanding man in the world.”

“Hmph. Really? I don’t think he’s good enough for you! Mr. Austin is your ultimate match,” Sarah retorted dismissively.

Miranda’s face darkened at these words. She didn’t expect that their conversation would take such a turn. Especially when Sarah mentioned Isa, it made Miranda feel even more disgusted.

“Sarah, I have something to do tomorrow so let’s end our chat here today,” she said as she picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

But just as she stood up from her seat, her body swayed uncontrollably and she felt dizzy. She almost fell down but managed to steady herself at the last moment.

The next second, with suspicion in her beautiful eyes looking at her best friend who had an ambiguous smile on her face, “Sarah… what did you do?”

“Mmm… why are you in such a hurry to leave? Come on…” Sarah replied teasingly.

“What did you do?” Miranda asked again anxiously while instinctively taking out her phone and dialing a number – only to hear that the phone was turned off!

Lachlan was currently on his flight!

“Who are you calling? Don’t tell me it’s that deadbeat Lachlan?” Sarah sneered contemptuously

“He should be dead by now! Hahaha…” Suddenly several people walked into the small wooden house before Miranda fainted away. What she saw before losing consciousness was none other than Isa’s triumphant yet sinister smiling face!!

Meanwhile…

Emerson and Lina were watching cartoons with Nora at home after being begged by Nora herself for some company. Emerson was almost thirty years old but still found himself enjoying Peppa Pig on TV just like Nora who laughed along happily beside him every now and then.

Suddenly Emerson’s ears twitched slightly as his expression changed abruptly; he turned his head towards the glass door of their living room where two figures appeared outside in their courtyard unexpectedly.

“Nora, I’m going out for a bit. You and Lina hide and don’t make a sound!” Emerson instructed Nora before giving Lina a nod and leaving the room with a serious expression.

Lina sensed that something was wrong, so she took Nora to the guest bedroom on the first floor.

When he reached the yard, Emerson’s expression changed as he looked at Giovanni. Similarly, Giovanni seemed surprised to see him.

“Emerson? What are you doing here?” Giovanni asked suspiciously.

Although Emerson wasn’t as talented or powerful as Giovanni, he had trained under Master Osvaldo since childhood. Therefore, Giovanni referred to him as his senior brother.

“Giovanni! What are you doing here?” Emerson asked while staring at him intently.

“I’m here to kill Lachlan! He lives here right?” Giovanni replied coldly.

Upon hearing this, Emerson’s expression turned icy with anger. “You want to kill Mr. Willis? Then you’ll have to get past me first!”

Giovanni sneered when he heard this, “You? Haha…”

“Emerson, I advise you not to meddle in our affairs unless you want me to forget our brotherhood. You’re no match for me.”

At this moment, Anthony coldly snorted, “Brother, don’t waste your words on him! Mr. Austin is waiting for our report!”

Giovanni nodded in agreement and said menacingly, “Emerson, I’ll ask one more time – are you sure you don’t want to leave?”

“It’s you who should leave!” shouted Emerson angrily before charging towards them with gritted teeth.

Giovanni narrowed his eyes and revealed an evil grin, “Then don’t blame me!”