"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."

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

more word, and you're

muttered under her

at home,

she whispered to Percival, "Percival, don't tell me

scampered into Nathan's arms, urging her dad

watched, bemused by his son's anger and

any longer and burst into giggles in

even redder. "Vivienne,

it. She had never imagined Percival could be so shy

adjusted his tie and stepped out of the car, opening the back door to put an end to

car, things got

there, holding a thermos of soup Aurelia

maybe you two could take

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

appear calm as he faced

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

entendre was

that, Nathan turned and entered the house, leaving Percival alone

going back to

Mansion, Karen was tending to

again last night?" Karen felt his

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

AM. That's about when you actually

lips, amazed at the

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

pointing to the pastries. "You just had two

in, she caught Jasper cajoling Karen, with Maddox

man?" Vivienne approached, handing a bag

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