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.

and once she had taken it, she could

was in medicine, she knew that this

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

think her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

off in the direction Arabella pointed

go in. I

she quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his stern

she wouldn’t call him over for no

pushing open the door.

closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

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

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

a move,

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

then leaned

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

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

her