The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 33

Arabella led Vivienne into the room furthest back on the first floor.

Maybe it was purposely tidied up, but the room was super clean.

So clean, in fact, that there was only a bed in there.

And there was a set of clothes on the bed.

Vivienne turned around, her brows low, her voice devoid of emotion, “Can you predict the future?”

“Huh?” Arabella was completely baffled by this question.

“You can’t.” Vivienne maintained her cold demeanor, “You can’t predict the future, but you knew that my clothes would be dirtied by the maid? You’re really something.”

Arabella froze. What did she mean by that?

Had she been found out? But that wasn’t possible.

Arabella lifted her eyes towards Vivienne, giving her a light smile, “I saw that your clothes were wet and thought you’d need a change. I had the servants bring these. I hope that’s okay.”

I’ll leave now. Take your time changing.”

Vivienne raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond.

As the door closed behind her, Arabella’s face immediately hardened.

Today, she was going to completely ruin Vivienne and Percival’s reputations.

Inside the room, Vivienne watched the closed door, the smile on her face disappearing. She pulled out a porcelain jar from her pocket, taking out a pill and swallowing it.

The drink the maid had given her had an aphrodisiac in it.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

she knew

think her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

room,

left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

off in the

the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

that, she quickly turned and

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

to make a move,

expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice was

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

man could resist this kind

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

down at Vivienne, he

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

played her part well!