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.

had taken it,

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

medical skills

the aphrodisiac in the

to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

sister asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

eyes flicked up, whispering to

with that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

quickly turned and

her retreating

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

open the door.

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

sparking a fiery

leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

she was pressed against him,

was a

a slippery fish, causing his

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

expect was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice was

still flushed, his body’s reaction

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

believe that a man could resist this

face, his heat

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

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

played her part well!