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.

taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

think her medical skills were

neutralize the aphrodisiac

it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

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

cool lips curling slightly,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction

go

that, she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

pushing open the door.

closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a

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

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between

dared to make a move, the

for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

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

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her part