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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

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

her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

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

lips curling

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

go in. I

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

open

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

her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

him,

was a healthy man!

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

the tiny silver needle hidden between

he dared to make a move, the

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

could resist this kind of

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

looked down at Vivienne,

his arms, his voice

her part