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

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss some private matters

to Thomas, “You

that, he wheeled himself off in the

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

that, she quickly turned and left.

her retreating

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

open the door.

he was caught, and

the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

lifted her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

him,

was a healthy man!

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

he dared to make a move, the needle

was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice was

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t

that a man could

face, his heat instantly rising again.

looked down at Vivienne,

voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part