The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 634

"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 moving Isolde

more word, and you're

under her

home, where her father, Nathan,

"Percival, don't tell me you never noticed how great Vivienne's figure is?" "Isolde! Boarding school

into Nathan's arms, urging her dad

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

departed, Vivienne couldn't contain her laughter any longer

face grew even

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

He adjusted his tie and stepped out of the car, opening the

the car, things got

there, holding a thermos of soup

two could

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

appear calm

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

entendre was

entered the house,

back to the Ellington

Mansion, Karen

Karen felt his pulse, and

his head vigorously. "No, no, of course not. You saw me go

about when you actually went to

his lips, amazed at

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

a knowing look, pointing to the pastries. "You just

she caught Jasper cajoling

defenseless old man?" Vivienne approached, handing

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