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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

she knew

think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

sister asked me to bring you

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

“I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

quickly turned

followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone

sparking a

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

pressed against him, his throat

was a

him, like a slippery fish, causing his

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

that a man could resist

hit Percival’s face, his heat

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her part