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

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

her medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see

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

glance, his cool lips curling

sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

up, whispering to

off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

open the door.

caught, and saw

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

make a move, the needle would instantly

was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

believe that a man could resist

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

he looked down at

into his arms, his voice low

her