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

medicine, she knew

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

room, she just wanted to

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

to Thomas, “You

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

call him over for

turned, pushing open the

was caught,

pushed him against the wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

leaning in, her eyes filled

pressed against him,

a

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

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s voice was

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

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his

he looked down at Vivienne, he

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her