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 meaning in her

Twenty minutes later.

at the hospital to

bothered with a coat, he draped his trench coat over her shoulders. “What’s the

not hurry?” Vivienne said with a soft, playful smile as she

wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as the cause of all

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

seem sincere at all. “Would you rather I

to the floor, trembling. For a moment, she thought she saw the

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

around, she was nothing

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,

trench coat back to Percival and took the reports from

entered the operating

her feelings towards Fiona had cooled, she still worried for her, having watched her

mother,

unsure what to

by her hallucination of Vivienne,

surgical scrubs and joined the

there were five

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

the scalpel, turning her back to Calista, and

and Fiona, seemingly unaware of

scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly at her

trying to loop it around Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had

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

spewing from their mouths.Books Chapters

to another instrument, moving

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