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, she could

in medicine, she knew that this kind of

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

she think her medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

this room,

before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring

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

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

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

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

she quickly turned

her retreating

she wouldn’t call him

open

closed the door, he was caught, and saw

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a

fish, causing his head

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

to make a move, the needle would instantly

for Percival to push

Percival’s voice was

still flushed, his body’s reaction

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t

man could resist

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

down at Vivienne, he saw the

voice low

played her part well!