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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

think her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

to this room,

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

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

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

she quickly turned and

retreating

she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss

pushing open the

door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

causing his head to buzz

the tiny silver needle hidden between

he dared to make a move, the

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s

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

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

down at Vivienne, he

voice low and

her part well!