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.

and once she had taken it, she could only

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

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

her medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

Arabella to this room, she just

Ellington, my sister asked

a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

to

off in the direction

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

she quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his

call him over for no reason, let

pushing open the

he closed the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

like magic, sparking a fiery

slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her

was pressed against him, his throat

a

causing his head to

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

move, the

expect was for Percival to push her away!

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

then leaned into his ear, whispering

didn’t believe that a man could

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her part