"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."

the roadside, swiftly moving

you're going to boarding

under her

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

of the car, she whispered to Percival, "Percival, don't tell me you never

arms, urging her dad

bemused by his son's anger and

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

even redder.

imagined Percival could be so

for the first time in his life. He adjusted his tie and

car, things got

there, holding a thermos of soup Aurelia had made for Vivienne, unsure

maybe you two could

head hard on the roof. Without pausing to rub it, he scrambled out

appear calm

Percival with a meaningful look. "The soup's freshly

double entendre was

turned and entered the house, leaving Percival alone in his

was no going back

the Perez Mansion, Karen was tending to Jasper's

did you stay up late again last night?" Karen felt his pulse, and her brows knit

vigorously. "No, no, of

a sigh. "Three forty-five AM. That's about when you actually

his lips, amazed at the accuracy of

hungry? I've got a bit of an upset

to the pastries. "You just had two

Jasper cajoling Karen, with

to bully a defenseless old man?" Vivienne approached, handing

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