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.

taken it, she could only

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

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted

left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

lips curling slightly,

my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you.

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

with that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

that, she quickly turned

retreating

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

open the door.

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

her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

sparking a fiery sensation

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with

against him, his throat suddenly

a

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

bit mad, then leaned into

could resist this

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

he looked down

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her part well!