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

Twenty minutes later.

arrived at the hospital to find Percival waiting by

with a coat, he draped his

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

wailing incessantly,

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

a deeper smile, one that did not seem sincere at all. “Would you rather I turn you into a ghost

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

the medical reports, and seeing Heloise making a scene, he dragged

she was nothing

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

the trench coat back to Percival and took the reports from Flynn.

entered the

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

beside his grandfather and mother, waiting quietly for Vivienne

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

by her hallucination of Vivienne, cowering in

surgical scrubs and joined

Calista, there were five

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

back to Calista, and began

and Fiona, seemingly unaware

scalpel in hand, Calista looked menacingly at

to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had knotted snapped. Taken by surprise, they stumbled and

with their scalpels, but she remained calm, dexterously

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