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.

had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

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

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

followed Arabella to this room,

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

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the

“I won’t go in. I still have

that, she quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

open the door.

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

him against the wall, her

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with

she was pressed against him, his

a healthy

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to

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

move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

Percival’s

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

a bit mad, then leaned into his

man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

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

his arms, his voice low

played her