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

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

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

medical skills

the

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

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

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

to Thomas,

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

that, she quickly

eyes followed her retreating

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

pushing open the

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

the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want

was pressed against him,

a healthy

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

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

make a move, the needle would

expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

a bit mad, then leaned

a man could

face, his heat

a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her