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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

think her medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to Thomas,

he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

she quickly turned

retreating figure, his

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

pushing open

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a

lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

causing his head

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

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

for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

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

didn’t believe that a man could

face, his heat instantly rising

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her part