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

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

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

she think her medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

Arabella to this room, she

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

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

sister asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

off in

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

that, she quickly turned

retreating

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

pushing open the door.

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

the wall, her hands roaming

hands,

sparking a

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with

against him, his throat

was a healthy man!

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

to make a move, the needle would instantly

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice was

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

and a bit mad, then leaned into

didn’t believe that a man could

face,

was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

his arms, his voice low and

her