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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

this room, she just wanted to see

sister asked me to bring you to

cool lips curling

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants

whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

in the direction

won’t go in. I

she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern

wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

pushing open the

the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

the wall, her hands

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

against him, his

was a healthy

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

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

he dared to make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to push her away!

Percival’s voice was

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

bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

believe that a man could resist this kind of

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

a bit heavy, when he looked down at

her into his arms, his voice low

her part