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.”

end as if catching the hidden meaning in her

Twenty minutes later.

to find Percival waiting

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

playful smile as

floor, wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as the cause of all

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

one that did not seem sincere at all. “Would you

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

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

she was

saying, “Don’t take it to heart, Vivienne. Heloise’s gone a bit mad. The hospital has agreed to let

to Percival and took the

entered

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

beside his grandfather and mother, waiting quietly for Vivienne to

unsure what to say, simply stood

her hallucination of Vivienne,

donned surgical scrubs and

there were

Ms. Fiona is critical; we don’t have much time,” Calista handed Vivienne a scalpel.

back to Calista, and

focused, her eyes shifting between the monitors and

in hand, Calista looked

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

their scalpels, but she remained

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looking up, Vivienne switched to another instrument,

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