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.

taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

was in medicine, she knew that this

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the

to this room, she just wanted to see what

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

whispering to Thomas, “You

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

won’t go in. I still have guests to take

she quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

open the door.

the door, he was caught, and saw

the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want me?”

against him,

was a

this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

make a move, the

for Percival

Percival’s voice

his body’s reaction hadn’t

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned

didn’t believe that a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her

into his arms, his voice low and

played her