The Million-Dollar Heart

Kaitlyn stared at Vivienne in shock, her mind replaying Vivienne's words over and over. She had just claimed that she could heal Tyler's legs.

Life hadn't been kind to her; she had been living worse than a stray, let alone curing Tyler's leg.

After Tyler's car accident years ago, his family had sold their house and spent every penny on his medical bills, only to be told that his legs were beyond repair.

She never imagined that she would hear someone say that there was a chance to heal Tyler's legs.

This was truly the first piece of good news she had heard in years.

It took Kaitlyn a moment to snap back to reality. Then, she almost fell to her knees in front of Vivienne.

Vivienne quickly steadied her.

Kaitlyn, unable to kneel, clutched Vivienne's arm, tears streaming down her face. "Ms. Hawthorn, please, I beg you to save my husband. If you can heal him, I'll do anything for you, anything at all." Sadie and Julian also came over, and without a word, they knelt before Vivienne.

Vivienne, still holding Kaitlyn, couldn't free her hands to help them up, so they just knelt there before her. "Ms. Hawthorn, we're begging you, please save our son. If you can get him back on his feet, we'll be indebted to you forever."

Vivienne massaged her temples and had Kaitlyn stand properly before helping her in-laws up, saying somewhat resignedly, "I've given my word, and I intend to heal your son. Please, no more kneeling." Vivienne wouldn't have had the patience for anyone else, but Kaitlyn was her benefactor, so she tried to be as gentle as possible. "Kaitlyn, pack your things. We're leaving now."

Kaitlyn hesitated, but seeing Vivienne's seriousness, she only paused for two seconds before agreeing, "Okay, I'll come with you."

The Littletons didn't have much of value, but Kaitlyn still brought some essentials.

In her eyes, staying at Vivienne's house was already a huge favor; she didn't want to impose any further.

When Vivienne saw them loading their pots, pans, and bags into the car, her eyebrow twitched involuntarily.

those behind. I've had everything

glanced at their belongings, adding, "And don't bother with clothes either. I'll have someone shop

can we

protest but was cut off by Vivienne, "Kaitlyn,

"But..."

a small gesture for you, but for my mother and me, it was a lifesaving grace. What I own now is fa more than just

Vivienne's resolve, Kaitlyn

herself that if she ever got the chance, she would repay Vivienne. The five hundred dollars she had given didn't warrant

they were all

today and can't take you out.

Isolde understood that Vivienne was helping a family in need and happily

of Everview Villas, a neighborhood of affluence. As they stepped

as

over a decade since the Littletons had fallen from grace, and she hadn't seen a villa since. Now, faced with this reality, it all seemed surreal. Vivienne led them

the sofa and

watched nervously from the side, barely

to perform acupuncture and apply a medicinal salve I've made. If all goes

and her in-laws gaped in amazement.

and hoped against hope when Vivienne said she could

looked to be in her early twenties, seemed too young. Kids her age were busy with fashion and dating, not

response in those legs that had never moved in years. Although she didn't understand how, the prospect of