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.

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

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

she

think her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

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

glance, his cool lips

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

wheeled himself off in the direction

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

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his

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

open

the door, he was caught, and saw

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands,

like magic, sparking a

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

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

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

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

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice was

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

leaned into his ear, whispering

believe that a man could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

her into his arms, his voice low and

played her part