The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 482

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.”

catching the hidden meaning in her words. But he said no

Twenty minutes later.

the hospital to find Percival waiting

he draped his trench coat over her shoulders.

with a soft, playful smile as she

on the floor, wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as the

to gloat over my daughter, have you? Let

Heloise with a deeper smile, one that did not seem

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

Heloise making a scene, he dragged her away.

around, she was

The hospital has agreed to let

the trench coat back to Percival and

she entered the operating

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

his grandfather and mother, waiting quietly

unsure what

shaken by her hallucination of Vivienne,

OR, Vivienne donned surgical scrubs and

there were

waiting for you. Ms. Fiona is critical; we don’t have

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

focused, her eyes shifting between the monitors and

in hand, Calista looked

rope, trying to loop it around Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her

she remained calm, dexterously removing the toxin-infected parts from

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switched to another instrument, moving to

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