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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

she think her medical

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to Thomas, “You

off in

won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

that, she quickly

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

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

pushing open

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

her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a

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

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

he dared to make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to

Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

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

her part