"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 Isolde

more word, and you're going to boarding

muttered under

off at home, where her father, Nathan,

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

arms, urging

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

contain her laughter any longer and burst into giggles in the

grew even redder.

imagined Percival could

from the back, Percival felt his manhood challenged for the first time in his life. He adjusted his tie and stepped

car, things got heated,

a thermos of soup Aurelia had made for

two could

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

to appear calm

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

double entendre was not lost on

that, Nathan turned and entered the

no going back to the Ellington Mansion

Mansion, Karen was

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

"No, no, of course not. You

when you actually went to sleep. Caught up

at

hungry? I've got a bit of an upset

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

she caught Jasper

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

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