The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103

With a "beep" through her earbuds, a smirk played on Vivienne's lips.

"Looks like someone's getting impatient."

No sooner had Vivienne spoken than her account pinged with a deposit. The next moment, a deep voice from the village chief echoed from outside the door.

"I've transferred the money as you requested. From today, you'll start treating the folks of our village."

Vivienne didn't rush to reply, waiting instead for a nod from Logan. "We'll start making house calls from today. No need to worry."

A fleeting look of resentment flashed in the village chief's eyes before he cast a venomous glance at the firmly shut door and stormed off.

Vivienne and Logan quickly got ready and headed outside.

As they began at the edge of the village, word of Vivienne's healing from the day before had already spread, making her a beacon of hope to many.

Even before she could approach, a woman, her face swollen from crying, knelt at Vivienne's feet.

"Please, I beg of you, save my child. He's barely breathing, and I don't know what to do. Please, have mercy and help us."

The village remained shrouded in mist, the woman's cries adding to the somber mood.

Vivienne frowned, "Get up and show us what's wrong."

The woman scrambled to her feet, frequently looking back as if fearing Vivienne might change her mind.

their surroundings as they followed the woman to a small house with just one visible room and seemingly an empty lot behind it. Without

open the creaking door, revealing a

make out the faint breathing of the person

move to turn on the light, prompting

woman didn't comply, so Vivienne flicked the switch

"Ah!"

his eyes, revealing a cloudy haze as if covered in a thin veil of gray. The child, seeing strangers, covered himself with

rushed to embrace him, whispering

by the family's behavior, looked to Vivienne

"When can we start the treatment? Many are

her child to come out

peeked out, only to be

and undo your shirt," Vivienne

blood, shocking his mother who turned her fear into anger at Vivienne, threatening her if anything were wrong with her

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you want him saved or not? If so, be

silent, realizing her child didn't seem worse for the

scoffed at the cessation

as if aloof from

was placed, Vivienne stood, "Master, my part is done. It's up

understanding her cue, almost saluted

for the source of the

left, the woman's attention wasn't on her,

the backyard contrary to her expectations, finding nothing but a well

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