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.

But she had

a lot more at ease. He was silent for a moment, then said

hospitals?” Percival slowly raised his hand and gently touched Isolde’s face, his tone gentle, “It’s too noisy here, not good for your rest. Even

it here.” Isolde blinked her bright eyes and grabbed his arm, pouting, “Can we not go home,

back, Vivienne wouldn’t

on the edge of the wheelchair, as if pondering something.

smiled sweetly.

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

wouldn’t cooperate

Percival’s deep gazes, and felt a bit guilty, but still tried to stay calm, “She keeps mentioning Ms. Hawthorn who saved her. Perhaps she wants to wait for

should be able

if she was

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

and looked up at Eartha, “Do you remember what Ms. Hawthorn looks

time? He couldn’t know this. Ms. Vivienne just said that the Isolde’s treatment tomorrow was crucial, if because of him, Ms. Hawthorn stopped treating her, then

hurriedly

for a moment,

Arabella to treat Isolde when we were at the Hawthorn family’s house the other day? Maybe she could really cure

skills of Mystic Mistress, but Isolde’s condition was serious, and she might only have a few

life was also possible, at least they

slightly lifted his narrow eyes and said softly, “Are you sure the one

then said, “Who else could

the

Leopold widened his eyes, “How is that possible? Hasn’t she been living in the countryside? I heard she didn’t even graduate

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these were

out his phone from his pocket, found the call Vivienne made to him that day, and dialed it. “Ms. Hawthorn, this is

Tranquil Estates.