"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

you're going to

muttered under her

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

me you never noticed how great Vivienne's figure is?" "Isolde! Boarding school for you

huffy Isolde scampered into Nathan's arms, urging

bemused by his son's anger and his daughter's smugness, totally clueless

Isolde departed, Vivienne couldn't contain her laughter any longer and burst into giggles in the

face grew even redder.

never imagined Percival could be so

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

car, things got heated, while

Nathan stood there, holding a thermos of soup

maybe you two

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

appear calm as he faced

meaningful look. "The soup's freshly

double entendre was not

turned and entered the house, leaving Percival

going back to the

Karen was tending to

you stay up late again last night?" Karen felt his pulse,

head vigorously. "No, no, of

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

at the accuracy of her

I've got a bit of an upset stomach and could use something light," Jasper complained,

knowing look, pointing to the pastries.

she caught Jasper cajoling Karen, with Maddox

defenseless old man?" Vivienne approached, handing a bag

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