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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

she think her medical

the

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

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

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

in the direction Arabella pointed

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

quickly

her retreating

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

open the door.

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

her hands roaming over his body.

tensed, grabbing her hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

was pressed against him, his

was a healthy man!

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

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

then leaned into

that a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

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

her part