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.

she had taken it, she could only relieve its

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

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

she think her medical skills were

could neutralize the

followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

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

cool lips curling slightly,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

eyes flicked up, whispering to

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

quickly turned and

her retreating figure, his stern

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

turned, pushing open the door.

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands,

a

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

she was pressed against him,

a

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

a move, the needle

was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice

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

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

believe that a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at

voice

her part