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

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

she think her medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

room, she

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

in the direction Arabella pointed

go in. I still have guests to

quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

pushing open the door.

soon as he closed the door, he was caught,

wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands,

sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

was pressed against him, his throat

a healthy

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

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

he dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

his body’s reaction

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t

a man could resist

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

played her