The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 9

Vivienne returned to her own bedroom and walked to the window, her expression extremely serious. She thought about the little girl she had just saved at the entrance of the mall, her brow furrowed tightly.

She had spotted it instantly. The girl was poisoned, and not just by any poison but a potent one concocted by her own mother that could mutilate the face if it took effect. Before her mom passed, someone had come to snatch the formula for the poison. It had taken her years to figure out the antidote.

Vivienne tapped her fingers lightly against the window sill, deep in thought. Time was running out for the girl. Who in the world took the poison formula, and why on earth would they poison a kid?

Vivienne ceased her tapping, pulled out her phone and dialed Matthew.

“Can you check if any hospital admitted a five–year–old girl with sores all over her face today?”

Matthew responded with a quick “okay” and hung up. Vivienne leaned against the window with her phone in hand, waiting quietly. About half an hour later, Matthew called back, “Found her. She’s in the VIP ward in Havenwood Hospital’s internal medicine department.”

“Alright, got it.”

Two days later.

Vivienne arrived at Havenwood Hospital. As she got out of the cab and walked into the hospital, a black sedan zoomed past her.

Inside the car, Percival caught sight of Vivienne in the rear–view mirror. His eyes narrowed instantly, “Stop the car.”

Thomas hit the brakes hard, sending everyone lurching forward. He turned to ask, “What’s up, Mr. Ellington?”

opened the car door and got out. He scanned the crowd, for the

got out of the car and walked up to

withdrew his gaze,

the other side.

the VIP ward. She stood at the ward door, looking at the little girl.

rested her hand

her life. Getting involved could blow her cover. Her mother’s affairs were complicated, and she needed to remain low–key. But the thought of the little girl’s bright, clear eyes gave her pause. If only someone had helped her ten years ago, she wouldn’t have had to watch her mother die

ward door opened. “Miss, is that you? Are you here to see me?” Isolde asked, her eyes sparkling as she grabbed Vivienne’s hand, feeling very delighted. She’d caught a glimpse of someone outside the ward who resembled the

holding hers, then up into Isolde’s clear eyes. Her heart was inexplicably softened.

said excitedly, tugging at Vivienne’s hand. “Miss, can

was pulled along by her,

to see Vivienne, “Ms.

of some things and saw you guys

quickly poured Vivienne a glass of water,

nodded, then turned to Isolde, “I’m here to check on you.”

smiling, “Great.”

She’d only behave a little when Percival was around, but as soon as he left, no one could touch her. Yet

wrist and used the medical knowledge she possessed to check her pulse. After

taken her medicine, the poison had already infiltrated her organs. Some of the

worry, “Is our young miss okay,

stroke Isolde’s head, speaking softly, “I can cure your disease, but it

eyes lit up. “Can my face go back to the way it was?”

“Yes.”

seriously, “As long as you’re here,

I have one condition. You can’t tell anyone I’m treating you, not even your family.”

Better play