Vivienne was taken aback.

This was something she had not anticipated.

When she had left the Ellington estate, everything seemed fine.

Fiona had been the picture of health, her cheeks flushed with life, showing no signs of organ failure.

“I reckon someone will give you a call,” Percival spoke through sobs, which Vivienne guessed belonged to Heloise.

Vivienne reassured him calmly, “Don’t worry.”

With a brief acknowledgment, they ended the call.

Vivienne lay on her bed, but her phone buzzed to life before long.

It was Flynn.

“Vivienne, it’s Flynn, Percival’s uncle. I hate to bother you this late, but could you come to the hospital? It’s Fiona… She’s on her last legs.”

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, a lazy smirk playing on her lips as she rested a hand on her temple. “What’s the trouble?”

“Fiona’s got complete organ failure. The family told me it was you who brought my dad back from the brink. Could you please come and work your magic on Fiona? Let bygones be bygones and help us save her, will you?”

Hearing Flynn’s choked-up voice, Vivienne’s smile widened. “Alright! I’m on my way.”

Flynn exhaled a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Vivienne, thank you.”

Vivienne chuckled, “No sweat. You’re Mr. Wolf’s most respected uncle.”

hidden meaning in her words. But

Twenty minutes later.

at the hospital to

he draped his trench coat over her shoulders. “What’s the

Flynn called. How could I not hurry?” Vivienne said with a soft, playful smile as she and Percival made their way

on the floor, wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as the cause of all

my daughter, have you? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her,

deeper smile, one that did not seem sincere at

trembling. For a moment, she thought she saw the spirits of the dead clinging to

with the medical reports, and seeing Heloise making a scene, he dragged her away. “Heloise, stay out of Fiona’s business from

around, she was nothing

“Don’t take it to heart, Vivienne. Heloise’s gone a bit mad. The hospital has agreed

coat back to Percival and

she entered the

by Richard’s side. Although her feelings towards Fiona had cooled, she still worried for

mother, waiting quietly for

unsure what to say, simply stood by

shaken by her hallucination of Vivienne, cowering in the

the OR, Vivienne donned surgical

there

Ms. Fiona is critical; we don’t have much time,” Calista handed

the scalpel, turning her back to Calista, and began the

the monitors and Fiona, seemingly unaware

a scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly

loop it around Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had knotted snapped. Taken by surprise, they

their scalpels, but she remained calm, dexterously removing the toxin-infected

the next instant, the two closest to Vivienne collapsed, blood spewing from their mouths.Books

looking up, Vivienne switched to another instrument, moving to

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