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.

and once she had taken it, she could only

medicine, she knew that this kind

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

think her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with you.”

his cool lips

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands, “Did

sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

to make a move, the needle would

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face,

when he looked down

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her part well!