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 only relieve its effects through sexual

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

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

medical skills

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss

cool lips

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

to Thomas, “You stay

with that, he wheeled himself off in the

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests

that, she quickly turned and

her retreating figure, his stern face

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

open the

he closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

leaning

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

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

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

to make a move,

was for

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

bit heavy, when he looked down at

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

played her