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 sexual

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

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

she think her medical skills were

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

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

wants to

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

won’t go in. I still

quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

pushing open

the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

him against the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands, “Did

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

against him,

a healthy

fish, causing his head to buzz as

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

move, the needle would

for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

his body’s reaction hadn’t

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

hit Percival’s face, his heat

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

arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her