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.

to find

a coat, he draped his trench

soft, playful smile as she and Percival made their way to the surgical floor where

the floor, wailing incessantly, cursing

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 a

seem sincere at all. “Would you rather I

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

he dragged her away. “Heloise, stay out of Fiona’s business

she was nothing

gone a bit mad. The hospital has agreed to let you into the OR. Fiona’s personal physician, Sienna, will assist

to Percival

that, she entered

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

grandfather and mother, waiting quietly for Vivienne to

paced nervously, and Imogen, unsure what to say,

shaken by her hallucination of

surgical scrubs and joined

there were five

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

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

and Fiona,

with a scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly

to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had knotted snapped. Taken

at Vivienne with their scalpels, but she

closest to Vivienne collapsed, blood spewing from their

to another instrument, moving

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