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

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

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

she think her medical

could neutralize the

followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see

Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with you.”

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

sister wants

to Thomas,

wheeled himself off in

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

quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone

turned, pushing open the door.

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

was pressed against him,

a healthy man!

now, 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 of

dared to make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could

hit Percival’s face,

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her part