The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

The moment Dracon heard the news, he couldn’t care less about the chaos around him and bolted upstairs.

“What are you all waiting for? Why haven’t you started my dad’s surgery?”

The doctor looked at Dracon helplessly, “Mr. Linklater, your father’s condition is beyond our control. His blood pressure’s through the roof, and we can’t just operate willy-nilly. One wrong move, and he might…”

Listening to the doctors detail the complications, Vivienne knew that the slightest slip during the operation could mean Yorick would never wake up.

Dracon was both furious and frantic. “Then what do you suggest we do? Just let my dad sit around waiting? Find someone who can operate right away. Money’s no object. Just cure my dad!”

The doctors were at a loss, but after some thought, one spoke up, “Mr. Linklater, you mentioned a ‘Specter Healer’? Is he here? If he is, there’s definitely hope for your father!”

The others chimed in agreement, “Yes, yes, Specter Healer could save him, Mr. Linklater. Is he here?”

Dracon was momentarily stunned; he glanced downstairs, where Vivienne was chatting with Percival, oblivious to the urgency.

Following Dracon’s gaze, the doctor mistook Percival for Specter Healer and hurried down to him, “You’re the Specter Healer, right? Please, you must save Mr. Yorick Linklater. We’re running out of time.”

Percival, with his arm around Vivienne, said, “I’m Specter Healer’s husband. This is my fiancée. We understand the gravity of the situation, but we must be leaving now.”

The doctor was taken aback and then looked at Vivienne with a mix of surprise and admiration.

Who would have thought that the Specter Healer was such a young lady?

“Specter Healer, I know it’s a lot to ask, but Mr. Yorick’s life is on the line. Please, we need you to stay and lead this operation.”

Percival’s fingers tensed, worry flickering in his eyes.

Vivienne tapped his waist reassuringly as if to say, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”

Only then did the urgency on Percival’s face fade.

Vivienne smiled at the doctor. “May I ask which son of the Linklater family you are?”

not one of Yorick’s sons. I’m his personal

Specter Healer, renowned for bringing

his fists, Dracon had no choice but to plead with Vivienne, “Vivienne, please operate on my dad. Money

Vivienne yawned. “I’m busy.”

doctor, are you really going to watch a patient

a playful smile. “Whether I watch a patient die is my call, depending on whether they’re my patient. The decision to treat or not is

this, and his disdain for

life is at stake! Please! Just put down your pride for your father’s sake!” The doctor did not know the

Yorick could not afford to wait

not let his pride

as he said, “Specter Healer, please save my father.

Percival and gauged

Wolf’s reputation

But this could work.

need money, but I do require a certain… respect,” Vivienne said, her

his teeth, Dracon

Vivienne, please save

relented. “Prepare the

their throats, had the operating room ready

the OR

Vivienne stepped out to Dracon and

my dad?” Dracon

Vivienne breathed

happens to my dad, I swear

silence Dracon’s voice.

glaring at Vivienne but unable

flashed coldly. “Shut up for an

stunned by Vivienne’s

not expected her to be so formidable. Despite the stringent security of the Linklater family estate, Vivienne effortlessly

force

pulled Vivienne to the couch

silently for over an hour.Books Chapters Are