"You... you really are going to help me?" Mara looked at Vivienne, her eyes wide with disbelief. Vivienne nodded, "Yes."

"But you... you..." Mara stuttered, at a loss for words.

Even Cecilia hadn't expected Vivienne to consent. "Vivienne, you're really willing to help Mara?"

Vivienne affirmed. "Sure, but I have my conditions. I'm the Specter Healer; I don't work for free."

Mara knew it. Vivienne wasn't the type to offer help out of the goodness of her heart.

"I understand, but I'm broke right now. Can I write you an IOU and pay you back once I have the money?" Mara pleaded.

Vivienne smiled, her red lips lifting in a beguiling curve. "That's not what I'm asking for."

A shiver ran down Mara's spine as she locked eyes with Vivienne's smile. She felt like she had just fallen into a bottomless pit - a trap that could spell her doom! Leaving the hospital, Percival drove Isolde back home.

Isolde took every chance to stick close to Vivienne. "Vivienne, what was the deal you made with Mara back there?"

Vivienne scooped Isolde into her arms, meticulously parting her hair to craft a sweet hairstyle for the youngster.

"Little ones shouldn't pry."

Isolde sat still, leaning against Vivienne, her tiny shoulders pressed against her chest.

After a while, Isolde murmured, "Vivienne, you're really busty, you know."

Percival nearly choked on his own spit.

Unfazed, Vivienne continued her task while Percival's face turned a shade that would've given any artist's palette a run for its money.

"Kids shouldn't talk about such things," Percival cleared his throat.

Isolde scoffed. "Percival, why so prudish? I'm just saying she's got a great figure. It's just a fact."

by the roadside, swiftly moving Isolde to the

word, and you're going to boarding

muttered under her

was dropped off at home, where her father, Nathan,

me you never noticed

huffy Isolde scampered into Nathan's arms,

son's anger and his daughter's smugness, totally clueless

couldn't contain her laughter any longer and burst into giggles in

face grew even redder. "Vivienne, stop

couldn't help it. She had never imagined Percival could be so

in his life. He adjusted his tie and stepped out of

the car, things got heated, while

awkward Nathan stood there, holding a thermos of soup Aurelia had made

two could take

froze, then bumped his head hard on the roof. Without pausing to

to appear calm

to Percival with a meaningful look. "The soup's freshly made. Don't

entendre was not lost

Nathan turned and entered the house,

going back to the Ellington

Mansion, Karen was

late again last night?" Karen felt his pulse, and her brows knit

no, of course not. You saw me go

sigh. "Three forty-five AM. That's about when you actually went to sleep. Caught up in a

smacked his lips, amazed at the accuracy of her

an upset stomach and could use something

pointing to the pastries. "You just had

in, she caught Jasper cajoling

old man?"

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