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 to tell

her in high spirits, Percival felt a lot more at ease. He was silent for a moment, then said to Thomas, “Go ask Bruce if Isolde can be discharged.” “No discharge” Isolde said anxiously upon

tone gentle, “It’s too noisy here, not good for your rest. Even though it was a VIP ward, it was still a hospital, and not quiet enough.

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

they went back, Vivienne wouldn’t be able to treat

the edge of the

smiled

he asked in a low voice, “Why does Isolde suddenly want to stay in the hospital? Has

hated Bruce who treated her. She usually wouldn’t cooperate if he wasn’t there. There must

guilty, but still tried to stay calm, “She keeps mentioning Ms. Hawthorn who saved her. Perhaps she wants to

thought to herself: He should be able to accept this answer, right?

of Vivienne, if she was the one who

Ms. Hawthorn?! Vivienne was also the young lady

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

hard time? He couldn’t know this. Ms. Vivienne just said that the

this, Eartha hurriedly said, “I

moment, nodded, and

why didn’t you ask Arabella to treat Isolde when we were at

no one could match 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

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

“Who else could it be, apart

the

“How is that possible? Hasn’t she been living in

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Chapter 12

Of course, these were all said

his phone from his pocket, found the call Vivienne made to him

Tranquil Estates.