The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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.”

if catching the hidden

Twenty minutes later.

hospital to find Percival waiting by

had not even bothered with a coat, he draped his trench coat over her shoulders. “What’s the

Vivienne said with a soft, playful smile as she and Percival made their way to

incessantly, cursing

her. “What are you doing here, you little wretch? Come to gloat over my daughter, have you? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her, I’ll make sure you pay. Even after I become

smile, one that did not seem sincere at

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

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

Heloise around, she was nothing but

to Vivienne, saying, “Don’t take it to heart, Vivienne. Heloise’s gone a bit mad. The hospital has agreed to let you into the OR. Fiona’s personal physician, Sienna, will assist you

trench coat back to Percival

she entered the

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

beside his grandfather and mother, waiting quietly for

what to say, simply stood by his

was still shaken by her hallucination of Vivienne, cowering in the

the OR, Vivienne donned surgical scrubs and

there were five

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

to Calista, and began the

monitors and Fiona, seemingly unaware of the five people

in hand, Calista looked menacingly at her

Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had knotted snapped. Taken by surprise, they stumbled and fell

others lunged at Vivienne with their scalpels, but she remained calm, dexterously removing the toxin-infected parts from

to Vivienne collapsed, blood spewing from their

to another instrument, moving to