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.”

fell silent on the other end as if catching the hidden

Twenty minutes later.

to find Percival

with a coat, he

soft, playful smile as she and Percival

wailing incessantly, cursing

doing here, you little wretch? Come to gloat over my daughter, have you? Let me

not seem sincere at all. “Would

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

with the medical reports, and seeing Heloise making a scene, he dragged her away. “Heloise, stay

Heloise around, she was nothing but

gone a bit mad. The hospital has agreed to let you into the OR.

the trench coat back to Percival and

entered the operating

had cooled, she still worried for her, having watched

and mother, waiting

and Imogen, unsure what to say, simply stood by

shaken by her hallucination of Vivienne, cowering in the

surgical scrubs and joined

Calista, there were five

been waiting for you. Ms. Fiona is critical; we don’t have much time,” Calista handed Vivienne a scalpel. “Let’s

back to Calista, and began

monitors and Fiona, seemingly unaware of the five

scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly

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

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

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up, Vivienne switched to another instrument, moving to Fiona’s

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