Vivienne frowned, a gut feeling telling her that something serious must have happened for Flynn to speak up like this.

"Why do you want me to leave?" she countered.

"Flynn, can you tell me what's bothering you?"

When Flynn remained silent, Vivienne stepped forward to check his wrist.

As expected, Flynn dodged in a panic, his voice trembling almost to tears, "You can't touch me, you'll get sick like I did."

Vivienne's eyes narrowed, following up on his words, "What kind of sickness?"

"Is someone bullying you, or did they put something on you?"

"Tell me, so I can help you."

But he was just a kid and couldn't hold back any longer, bursting into tears, his little hands pointing all over his body, "Here, here, it's all dirty and it hurts."

Dirty?

Vivienne tried to make out any clues from Flynn's face, but the room was too dim to see anything clearly.

Before her fingers even reached the light switch, the crying from the corner abruptly stopped.

He must have passed out from being overly emotional.

Pulling back the curtains, Vivienne quickly checked Flynn's condition, making sure he was just unconscious before calling Thomas.

Whatever was troubling Flynn, she was still unsure.

be safe, taking him to the hospital for a

in the

look that said "good luck" to Leopold, Thomas

the door open, he

we need to take Flynn

down, Vivienne stopped him,

off his own coat, wrapped the child in

her face turning pale at the sight, immediately stepping in front,

in

hospital, Delilah's

eyes chilled over, "Why

would prioritize their child's wellbeing

a strange place would only worsen his state." "He'll be fine," Vivienne

reddening in desperation, pointed at Vivienne, "Who are you to take him without my consent? I said no, and that's

the first sign of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know you're not the reason he's unconscious? I demand an explanation." Vivienne met her gaze, her eyes even colder, "Are you

taken aback, unable to

a step forward, Vivienne's expression was stern, "You're his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his

how would I know what's

her, Vivienne signaled

her cue, Thomas lifted the child and headed out, Delilah panicking but

door, "I'm warning you, put my child down, or I'm

was frosty, her fingers ready to act, when Cordelia's voice came from

what's going

down. He can't handle this stress, and they're insisting on taking him to the hospital. They're putting his life at risk!" Cordelia, taken aback to see Vivienne about to

condition is critical. If we don't

mention of a life-threatening situation, "Then you should

her lip, turning to Cordelia with tears, "Sis, I'm your

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