"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."

and parked by the roadside, swiftly

you're going to

muttered under

off at home,

Isolde got out of the car, she whispered to Percival, "Percival, don't tell me you never noticed how great

scampered into Nathan's arms, urging

watched, bemused by his son's anger and

couldn't contain her laughter any

face grew even redder. "Vivienne,

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

He adjusted his tie and stepped out of

things got heated,

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

maybe you two

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

tried to appear calm as he faced

nodded, passing the thermos to Percival with a meaningful look. "The soup's freshly made. Don't rush; it

was

and entered the house, leaving Percival alone

going back to the Ellington Mansion

Perez Mansion, Karen was

again last night?" Karen felt his pulse, and

head vigorously. "No, no, of course not. You

about when you actually went

smacked his lips, amazed at

an upset stomach and could

look, pointing to the pastries. "You just had

caught Jasper cajoling Karen,

man?" Vivienne approached, handing a

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