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.

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

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

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

think her medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

room, she just wanted to see what

Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you.

to Thomas, “You

in

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

hadn’t met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with him.

turned, pushing open the door.

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

against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

were like magic, sparking a fiery

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

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

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

make a move, the needle

was for

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

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

believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

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

her part well!