The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 12

the following days, Dorian sent out resumes online everywhere, but no company was willing to hire him. All because he was Beatrice’s son.

Dorian was greatly discouraged and had been feeling down for the past few days.

Meanwhile, Vivienne had been shuttling back and forth to the Hospital treating Isolde

After several days of treatment, coupled with her medication, Isolde’s health improved significantly

After the treatment, she packed up her acupuncture kit and said to Isolde, “Starting tomorrow, we’re ditching the needles and using cintments. This is the crucial part, it might hurt like hell, and we do not have painkillers. You gotta tough it out.”

Isolde bit her lip and gave a solemn nod, Vivienne, don’t you worry, I can handle it.”

To avoid worrying the people who cared about her, she would endure the pain no matter how intense it was.

Vivienne gave a nod, then turned to Eartha, Whip up some light food for her in the morning, and make sure she’s downing plenty of water

“Alright.” Eartha didn’t quite get why she agreed so easily to help Vivienne treat Isolde, and even cover it up from Percival. But over these few days, she had seen Isolde’s condition getting better.

Maybe Vivienne really could cure Isolde.

After giving her instructions, Vivienne took off.

Half an hour later, Percival, Thomas, and Leopold returned. Isolde was by the window watching cartoons.

“You’re back?” Isolde looked up at Percival, her voice full of delight.

the wheelchair over and gently touched her head, “How’re you feeling

normal in no time.” Isolde blinked and

her. But

felt a lot more at ease. He was silent for a moment, then said to Thomas, “Go ask Bruce if Isolde can be discharged.” “No discharge” Isolde said

gently touched Isolde’s face, his tone gentle, “It’s too noisy here, not good for your rest. Even though it was a

eyes and grabbed his arm,

wouldn’t be able to

at Isolde, his slender fingers drumming on the edge of the wheelchair, as if pondering something. After a while,

smiled

the door of the ward, he asked in a low voice, “Why

treated her. She usually wouldn’t cooperate if he wasn’t there. There must be something fishy about her sudden request to

saw Percival’s deep gazes, and felt a bit guilty, but still tried to stay calm, “She

to herself: He should be able to accept this answer,

of Vivienne, if she was the one who saved

young lady of the Hawthorn

at Eartha,

young master find out and want to give Ms. Vivienne a hard time? He couldn’t know this. Ms. Vivienne just said that the Isolde’s treatment tomorrow was crucial, if because of him, Ms. Hawthorn stopped treating her, then the young

Eartha hurriedly said,

was silent for a moment, nodded,

went back into the ward, Leopold glanced at Percival, “Mr. Ellington, why didn’t you ask Arabella to treat Isolde when we were at the Hawthorn family’s house the other day? Maybe she could really

no one could match the medical skills of Mystic Mistress, but Isolde’s condition was serious, and she

prolonging her life was also possible, at least

his narrow eyes and said softly, “Are

else could it be,

eyes and said lightly, “Mr. Sterling, the Hawthorn family has another daughter

Hasn’t she been living in

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course, these were all said