"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."

on the brakes and parked by the roadside, swiftly moving Isolde to

more word, and you're

muttered under

off at home, where her father,

to Percival, "Percival, don't tell me you never noticed how

huffy Isolde scampered into Nathan's arms, urging her

anger and

departed, Vivienne couldn't contain her laughter any longer and

face grew even redder.

had never imagined Percival could

the first time in his life. He adjusted his tie and stepped out of the car,

things got

of soup

maybe you two

on the roof. Without pausing to rub it,

Percival tried to appear calm as

meaningful look. "The soup's freshly made. Don't

double entendre was not lost on

and entered the house, leaving Percival alone

going back

Karen

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

"No, no, of course not. You saw me go to

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

smacked his lips, amazed at the accuracy of her

bit of an upset stomach and could use something light," Jasper complained,

to the pastries.

in, she caught Jasper cajoling Karen, with Maddox

to bully a defenseless old man?"

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