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.

she had taken it, she could only

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

her medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

Arabella left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss

his cool lips curling

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with

eyes flicked up, whispering to

himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

turned, pushing open the

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

him against the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice was

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

then leaned into his ear,

could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

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

played her part well!