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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

she knew that this kind of drug

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

she think her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

this room, she just

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling

my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

quickly turned

followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

she wouldn’t call him

open the door.

soon as he closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

lifting his chin, leaning

him,

a healthy man!

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

needle hidden between

dared to make a move,

was for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

that a man could resist this

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

arms, his voice

her part