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."

as if catching the hidden meaning in her words. But

at the hospital to

bothered with a coat, he draped his trench

with a soft, playful smile as

wailing incessantly, cursing Vivienne as the cause of

are you doing here, you little wretch? Come to gloat over my daughter, have you? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her, I'll make sure you pay. Even after I become a ghost, I'll haunt

down at Heloise with a deeper smile, one that did not seem sincere at all. "Would you rather I turn

moment, she thought she saw the spirits of the dead clinging

a scene, he

Heloise around, she was nothing but

to let you into the OR. Fiona's personal physician, Sienna, will assist you there." Vivienne handed the trench coat back to

she entered the

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

and mother, waiting quietly

unsure what to say, simply stood by

hallucination of Vivienne,

donned surgical

Calista, there were five

we've been waiting for you. Ms. Fiona is critical; we don't have much time," Calista handed Vivienne a scalpel.

the scalpel, turning her back to Calista, and began the operation

monitors and

with a scalpel in hand, Calista looked

trying to loop it around Vivienne from behind. Their plan to restrain her failed miserably as the ropes they had knotted snapped. Taken by surprise,

others lunged at Vivienne with their scalpels, but she remained calm, dexterously removing

closest to

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