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

she knew that this kind

she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

medical skills

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

this room, she just wanted to see what

my sister asked me

gave her a glance, his cool lips

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

she quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern

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

turned, pushing open the

closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

him against the wall, her hands roaming over

tensed, grabbing her hands,

magic, sparking a fiery

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

him, his

was a

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

make a move,

for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

that a man could resist this kind

Percival’s face, his heat

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her