The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 12

the following days, Dorian sent out resumes online everywhere, but no company was willing to hire him. All because he was Beatrice’s son.

Dorian was greatly discouraged and had been feeling down for the past few days.

Meanwhile, Vivienne had been shuttling back and forth to the Hospital treating Isolde

After several days of treatment, coupled with her medication, Isolde’s health improved significantly

After the treatment, she packed up her acupuncture kit and said to Isolde, “Starting tomorrow, we’re ditching the needles and using cintments. This is the crucial part, it might hurt like hell, and we do not have painkillers. You gotta tough it out.”

Isolde bit her lip and gave a solemn nod, Vivienne, don’t you worry, I can handle it.”

To avoid worrying the people who cared about her, she would endure the pain no matter how intense it was.

Vivienne gave a nod, then turned to Eartha, Whip up some light food for her in the morning, and make sure she’s downing plenty of water

“Alright.” Eartha didn’t quite get why she agreed so easily to help Vivienne treat Isolde, and even cover it up from Percival. But over these few days, she had seen Isolde’s condition getting better.

Maybe Vivienne really could cure Isolde.

After giving her instructions, Vivienne took off.

Half an hour later, Percival, Thomas, and Leopold returned. Isolde was by the window watching cartoons.

“You’re back?” Isolde looked up at Percival, her voice full of delight.

Percival pushed the wheelchair over and gently touched her head, “How’re you feeling today?”

Feeling great, I think I’ll be back to normal in no time.” Isolde blinked and said with a smile.

treating her. But she had promised Vivienne not

ease. He was silent for a moment, then said to Thomas, “Go ask Bruce if Isolde

Percival slowly raised his hand and gently touched Isolde’s face, his tone gentle, “It’s too noisy here, not

like it here.” Isolde blinked her bright eyes and grabbed his arm, pouting,

Vivienne wouldn’t

his slender fingers drumming on the edge of the

Isolde smiled sweetly.

called Eartha out. At the door of the ward, he asked in a low voice, “Why does Isolde suddenly want

treated her. She usually wouldn’t cooperate if

gazes, and felt a bit guilty, but still tried to stay calm, “She keeps mentioning Ms.

to herself: He should be able to accept this answer,

Vivienne, if she was

Percival shuddered. Ms. Hawthorn?! Vivienne was also the young lady of the Hawthorn family. Could it

Eartha, “Do you remember what Ms. Hawthorn looks like?”

know this. Ms. Vivienne just said that the Isolde’s treatment tomorrow was crucial, if because of him, Ms. Hawthorn stopped treating her, then the young

hurriedly said,

silent for a moment, nodded, and didn’t

into the ward, Leopold glanced at Percival, “Mr. Ellington, why didn’t you ask Arabella to treat Isolde when we were at the Hawthorn family’s house the other day? Maybe

the medical skills of Mystic Mistress, but Isolde’s condition was serious, and she might

couldn’t find Mystic Mistress for now. Even if Arabella couldn’t cure Isolde, prolonging her life was also possible, at least they

his narrow eyes and said softly, “Are you sure

said, “Who else could it be, apart

raised his eyes and said lightly, “Mr. Sterling, the

that possible? Hasn’t she been living in the

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these were all said

glance, then took out his phone from his pocket, found the call Vivienne made to him that

Tranquil Estates.