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.”

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

Twenty minutes later.

at the hospital to find

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

could I not hurry?” Vivienne said with a soft, playful smile as she and Percival made their way to the surgical floor

on the floor, wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as

you? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her,

at Heloise with a deeper smile, one that did not seem sincere at all.

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

seeing Heloise making a scene, he dragged her away. “Heloise, stay out of

Heloise around, she was nothing but

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,

Percival and took the

she entered

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

and mother, waiting quietly for

paced nervously, and Imogen, unsure what to say, simply stood

was still shaken by her hallucination of Vivienne,

surgical scrubs and

there

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

the scalpel, turning her back to Calista,

shifting between the monitors and Fiona,

a scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly at

Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her failed miserably as

scalpels, but she remained calm,

spewing from their mouths.Books

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

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